Only One

"You're lucky I'm more patient than my older brother," Li Chenyang said and shook his head. "Wenmin would not have the tolerance to converse with you."

Yu Zhen didn't feel like responding. This man talked too much. Did he know that? Or was it a tactic? His gaze narrowed. He couldn't tell.

"I'll ask again, how many women are after you in Hanjian?"

"None that I care about."

"How many?"

"Who knows?" Yu Zhen shrugged. It wasn't like he went around counting how many admirers he had. He barely had time for himself, much less entertaining different women in hopes that one would become his wife.

Li Chenyang scowled. "If your replies are going to continue being vague, then my answers will be even worse."

Yu Zhen nearly rolled his eyes at the petty threat. He could just send one of his people to investigate what went on behind the Li Family's closed doors. Granted, it would be a hard task, but nothing was too difficult for a Hanjian soldier.