C716 Vinegar

"Who is she?"

Her voice was cold and without any emotion, and faintly, Ling Yan could hear a trace of anger within it.

Even if he did not turn his head, just the sound of the voice was enough for Ling Yan to be familiar to him.

It was Ouyang Yaojuan who had sent a sound transmission over.

Who is she? How would I know, I was wondering too...

Ling Yan was rather speechless