The youth is an old uncle!

Tao Yi Xuan saw Sima You Yue appraising him and felt a little awkward. It was not that he was not used to being looked at that way, but because he was afraid that she would see how he was emotional just now.

Sima You Yue saw him avoid her gaze and squatted in front of him, asking, "Little Brother, how old are you?"

It was a normal question, but it caused him to go red in the face as he turned his face away and ignored her.

"This guy has a temper." Han Miao Shuang walked over, "Hey, brat. We're your saviours after all, you can't be so arrogant, got it?"

"You Yue, don't be like that. Young Master isn't a child." Guo Yin Da ate the pills and was now able to sit up. When he saw them speaking to Tao Yi Xuan like that, he opened his mouth to say.

"Not a child? Then why does he look like a kid who's in his teens?" Sima You Yue stretched forth a hand and pinched his face. He wasn't wearing a human mask or anything. His body was really that of a youth!