"Hmm?" Tak Jung-Hwa once again feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Did you only realize it now? I thought you knew it all along…"
However, Little Guo clearly did not appreciate his effort to thaw the tension in the air. He took a step backward, more reflex than deliberate. His beautiful oceanic eyes sized Tak Jung-Hwa from head to toe as though he was contemplating his chance of success if they were to have a fight right there and then. Alas, it was futile. He knew that he would not stand a chance. Tak Jung-Hwa might be wearing a loose and woolen shirt, yet nothing could hide the broadness of his shoulders and the sharp muscle lines on his exposed arms. Compared to this man, he was as skinny as a stick.
Little Guo averted his gaze expressionlessly. "Aren't you here for Cui Yan?"
So, Master Cui was indeed Cui Yan…
