Mi Lan was startled, a look of displeasure crossing his face. If they hadn't invited him up here, would he, his grandfather, have come to see this son of a bitch?
"Ha, Lin Yunchang, you're quite full of yourself. Shangguan lost to Mi Lan, so I'm afraid you aren't doing much better."
Xiao Zilin's brows were picturesque and her skin better than snow, making her look like a fairy stepping out of a painting. Yet at this moment, her delicate brows arched slightly and a trace of mockery appeared on her face, ruining her overall aesthetic.
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