Chang Luo snorted and said:
"This time I'm guarding the mountain gate. I won't be as easily fooled as Wui Mian."
He squinted slightly to scrutinize Ding Ling, noticing Ding Ling's calm and imposing demeanor, his exceptional presence made Chang Luo's eyes light up. Awkwardly smacking his lips, he said:
"This newcomer indeed has a fine appearance. Just wondering if he's nothing but a decorative pillow."
He was poised to test him.
Zhiqiu Yiye immediately glared and said:
"He's definitely stronger than you. I warn you, don't mess around."
"Humph!"
Chang Luo crossed his arms, looking askance at Ding Ling and Zhiqiu Yiye:
"Zhiqiu Yiye, you surely know how to pick people. You choose those with tall stature and handsome features, each better looking than you, you fool, by a hundred times. I don't know what you're thinking! You eagerly surround yourself with such people, willingly being the background or a servant. It's laughable!"
"..."
