She had skipped two ranks. Who on earth was she?
Wang Zhaole and Yang Hong looked at Yan Han in astonishment.
Yan Han was pleased to see their reaction and decided to say as many bad things about Feng Wu as she could.
She smiled bitterly. "How do you think that's possible? I've asked my grandfather. Feng Wu doesn't have any relatives among the elders."
"You've asked your grandfather already?" asked Wang Zhaole.
Yan Han hadn't.
If she had, she wouldn't have dared to offend Feng Wu.
However, she looked at Wang Zhaole and said seriously, "Yes, I've asked my grandfather. Feng Wu doesn't have any connections. I think she probably gained all those points with her pretty face."
"Her face? Do you mean…"
Yan Han gave them a "you know what I mean" look before walking past them. She then went to talk to other people.
Wang Zhaole and Yang Hong frowned at each other.
Somehow, they felt Yan Han was keeping something from them.
