Jiang Shiyi thought Huangfu Yu was probably cursing inside...
But she truly admired him; he could still maintain such a composed and subtle smile, neither distant nor close, an attitude that was the most comforting.
...
Just then...
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"Ah, Lie, faster, I want, I want... Mm..."
"Oh..."
"Please..."
"How do I compare? Hmm? Better than that old man, right? Hmm?"
"You're amazing, you're amazing, you're much better than him! What is he? He's just worthless... barely two minutes, useless..."
...
...
The ambiguous and sensual voices replaced the gentle piano music, slowly emanating from the surrounding speakers.
Everyone froze in silence at once.
The faces of the people present changed again and again.
Outsiders couldn't tell anything, but those from C Nation recognized it immediately.
Charles also curiously asked, "Young Master Huangfu, this language sounds like your country's, right? Do you recognize it?"
