After a bit of joking around, Wang Rongfeng said with envy, "No wonder Third Brother didn't come with us to get his hair done. Now that he's a male god, he doesn't need to do all this flashy stuff... But Third Brother, when did you get in such good shape? How come I never noticed before?"
"I've been working out lately," Zhao Yuan replied.
"Looks like I should start working out too. Once I get some muscle, I'll go show it off..." Wang Rongfeng imagined himself becoming a male god and couldn't help but laugh, his expression as sleazy as could be.
Wu Yan twisted the knife without hesitation. "Second Brother, you should just give up. Even if you build muscle, you'll never be a male god. You'll just attract other guys. Haven't you noticed? Third Brother is way easier on the eyes than before."
