Ziyan looked at me with her mouth wide open and stuttered, "you. You. You are the "Confucian saint". Today, you are the "Confucian saint" who can compete with Yate

I nodded with a wry smile, but said, "what's the matter? It's not that I was beaten to spit blood!"

"ah! You are really a "Confucian saint". Hee hee, I can't imagine my brother is the "Confucian saint" in the rumor! Cluck! " Ziyan * Qin said to herself with a silly smile.

"elder sister, don't giggle. I'm all injured here. It's said that no matter how serious it is, it's useless!"

Ziyan * Qin hurriedly said, "they are all famous...