When Hu Lingling heard that, she instantly blew up. Pointing at Su Yuan, she said, "What do you mean by that? Are you saying I seduced you? You… you don't even look at yourself. Which part of you makes you think I'd do that? My… my master is the An Yang Saint Emperor. How could I ever fancy trash like you!"
"Lingling, you… you…" Su Yuan was so angry his face turned green. He couldn't catch his breath and almost passed out from rage.
"So according to you, the An Yang Saint Emperor's disciple is much nobler than my little brother, huh?" Su Yang looked at the An Yang Saint Emperor and drawled, "Brother Anyang, what do you think?"
The An Yang Saint Emperor only wanted to stay out of it, but Su Yang wasn't giving him that chance. Once Su Yang asked him a question, he had no choice but to answer.
