"What a coincidence, I also don't have the habit of giving in to others."
There was a faint curve to Ye Qing Luo's lips, a smile with a twist to it and a twinkle in her eyes.
It was totally inconsistent with that extremely ordinary face.
Staring at those eyes, Leng Feng Hua's heart shuddered, he had somehow felt a sense of familiarity….
Ye Qing Luo fanned her feather fan, casually turned her head around and gazed at the leopard type mirage beast who stood nearby and was still on high alert observing the situation. She gave a friendly smile: "You, are you willing to follow me?"
The small mirage beast's fur stood up; its eyes became sharper than ever.
There was a constant low growl warning sound coming from its mouth.
"How dare you! Do you have any idea who you are talking to?!" Ye Qing Qian reproached in her delicate voice as she quickly walked to the side of Leng Feng Hua.