“Do not worry, lady. He is my friend.”0

Feng Qingyou gave the wary-looking Lady Hundred Flowers an assuring smile. “He is the one who captured Green Daylily earlier.”0

“Ah… it was you, warrior?” Lady Hundred Flowers hurriedly thanked him. “Thank you so much for helping me, Warrior Ye.”0

“You’re welcome, lady. It is my natural responsibility,” Ye Qing replied cordially.2

“I can tell you are a man of great virtue, Warrior Ye,” Lady Hundred Flowers praised him, though she was really stunned on the inside.0

She was both stunned at Ye Qing’s youthfulness and his unpredictable skills.0

Just recalling how he had manipulated Green Daylily like a puppet earlier sent chills up her spine.0

“How did it go, Joyless?” Feng Qingyou asked.1

“It all went well. This is the guy,” Ye Qing replied smilingly while dropping the man he was holding on the ground.0

“If I may dare ask, warrior, who is he?” Lady Hundred...0