Cling On to a Huge Thigh

Qin Yi's gaze became gloomy, but the smile remained on her face. She formed a lightning ball with her fingertips, the crackling sound terrifying Yellow Hair.

This person was trying to see if she was a lightning ability user.

The smile on Yellow Hair's face completely changed as he spoke, "You're really a lightning ability user, ah. Your presence brings light to our humble gas station."

Nice words continuously streamed out of Yellow Hair's mouth.

"Call me Qin Yi. We would like to rest here for a while. I wonder if that's okay. Of course, we will pay with some crystal cores," Qin Yi said in a calm, clear voice, without the slightest bit of pride or hatred.

This made Yellow Hair relax a little and the smile on his face also became more sincere, "Sure, of course. Qin Yi, you can call me Yang Cheng."

"Yang Cheng."

"Xiao Yu, find a clean place for Qin Yi," Yang Cheng instructed the rowdy young man.