There was a ball of flame burning in his dantian.
Gu Ling stepped out of the washroom wearing a new cheongsam, her hair damp and dripping. She extinguished the flame with a flick of her finger and said, "Lu Yusheng, you've got guts to mess with my young master."
"Lingling, you… you called him what?"
"My young master, what of it?"
"In just a few months, I'll be joining the God Traveling Department." Lu Yusheng grinned at Gu Ling and said, "The two of us, we're a match made in heaven. We're the real pair."
The mention of the "God Traveling Department" was both to show off to Gu Ling and to flaunt his strength before Zhou Xuan.
"I'm about to join the God Traveling Department, so your 'backing' Li Chengfeng is useless."
"Using the God Traveling Department as a front—look at you, what a joke. Match made in heaven? Heavenly, my ass. If I were you, I'd piss and take a good look at myself first—see if I'm even worthy!"
God Traveling Department, huh? Big deal.
