Completely at a loss, Tian Ya looked at Yun Luofeng in confusion. "What does that mean?"
"Generally speaking, you have overacted, and I prefer the brazen version of you."
When Tian Ya heard her words, his old face fell and his eyes were full of grievance. "Luofeng, there are so many people here. Save me some face."
"Face?" Yun Luofeng gently stroked her chin and asked with a faint smile, "Do you still have any face?"
The corners of Tian Ya's mouth twitched hard. After all, what Yun Luofeng said was true that he didn't have any face in front of Luofeng!
"Ma... Master Tian Ya..."
Greatly shocked, an elder said with a trembling voice, "Are... are you serious? Yun Luofeng... is really your Master?"
Tian Ya frowned impatiently, turn to look at him and snorted, "Do you think I'm joking?"
"I... I dare not..."
