C441 Telephone from the North Guard Headquarters

"You're really sharp-tongued."

Han Yue cursed in exasperation.

"Thank you!" Qin Yitian held Lin Han's hand without any change in her mood.

Qin Yitian's generous display also caused Han Yue to feel somewhat overwhelmed when compared to her.

Her temperament was like that of a country bumpkin compared to a lady from a noble family.

However, the current Han Yue seemed more like that wild girl