I curled my lip and gave Han Lingfeng a disdainful look.
"Hah, don't I know you? You can't even walk straight when you see a pretty girl. Besides, everything I said is the truth. Let me whisper this to you—don't let her looks fool you. She's actually lived goodness knows how long. With your Rank 1 Fortune Teller skills, you can't see through her at all. I won't keep it from you either: she has over two hundred years of cultivation. With your scrawny frame, you probably wouldn't even survive a single slap from her."
The moment those words left my mouth, Han Lingfeng dropped his chopsticks in shock. He stared in disbelief at Li Qingran, who was busy devouring her food, and then lowered his voice to ask:
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