"Kun, did you keep secrets from me?" Ya was in disbelief, but he did not reject the shock and the doubts in his heart because to him, emotions were interesting in his long life.
"Did I? Didn't you know everything about Tang Ling as well? He's Tang Feng's son, the owner of the Perfect Genetic Chain." Kun's icy cold countenance was gone and his enchanting charm returned.
His eyes were as clear as a river in spring when he spoke to Ya. It seemed as if the wind of spring carried the current and garnished it with blossom petals he river was glimmering vividly. Kun was very delighted.
"No? Well then, the body of that Demon Infant isn't something that he can own now. I have the right to stop him," Ya replied with a ridiculing gaze.