Prearranged Slot

A likable laugh hung on the young woman's petite face. "Sister Yuxin, who exactly is he to you?" Naturally, this lady was Li Yan, who had decent ties with Ouyang Yuxin.

A shred of displeasure flashed on Sir Feng Yue's face. "Why, Sister Yuxin, you know that Yin Yu?"

Ouyang Yuxin hurriedly replied, "No… No, I do not."

Li Yan let out a laugh. "So, you don't know him. That's good. Now he belongs to the Li family."

"You…" Ouyang Yuxin felt anxious, as if Li Yan had snatched away something that belonged to her.

Besides being jealous, she also felt a little angry. She was about to comment when she noticed Sir Feng Yue's expression and could only choke back her words.

The old eyes of the green-robed elder gradually turned sinister. He could not deny that the Lin family had misjudged this man! Su Yu's talent might only barely be below that of Lin Aojue! And with such abilities at just 15 years of age, if he had three more years to cultivate, his achievements might be…