"You say you know Ye Long? Li Sifang?" Ye Hao looked at Li Sifang and asked.
"Know him, know him! I definitely know that kid Ye Long." Li Sifang said casually, after Ye Hao relieved his pain, he jumped up, speaking energetically.
"Huh?" Ye Hao looked at Li Sifang in confusion. Why did Li Sifang talk about Ye Long as if he was very familiar with him?
"Don't look at me like that, I really know that kid Ye Long, I even taught him a few moves to make him blend in smoothly like a fish in water in South Africa." Li Sifang casually found a place to sit down.
Ye Hao could see from this that Li Sifang was not a petty person. One moment he was being tortured to death, and the next moment he was chatting with others as if he was very familiar with them, talking boastfully.
"Oh? With what skills do you have to teach him?"
