"Smart." Sima You Yue smiled, "It's easy to talk to smart people."
"Hai Mian is not here." Lan Yue was in so much pain that he was drenched in cold sweat. "Give me the antidote first and I will find her whereabouts for you."
"Give it to you first? Would you be so kind as to let me off after that? I think the first thing you'll do will be getting people to catch me?" Sima You Yue scoffed, "Where is Hai Mian?"
Lan Yue clutched his stomach with one hand, trying to relieve his discomfort, but it was of no use.
"You are not Hai Xing." He stared at Sima You Yue.
"Who said I'm not? It's not as if you've seen me before!"
"Hai Xing calls Hai Mian 'Little Aunt', Lan Yue said, "You are Sima You Yue!"
"Ha ha, he really is a smart person." It's a pity that usually this smartness wasn't spent on the right path and the entire mind was spent on beauty.
