C34 Its Mouth Was as Sharp as a Knife

"Ye Feng! Do you still remember me?"

A high-pitched, effeminate voice cut through the crowd, drawing all eyes to a pale, strikingly attractive young man with eyes bloodshot as if in search of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng caught sight of him and a name immediately sprang to mind.

"M-Miss Mo?"

"Who, who is Miss Mo?!" The young man, hand on hip and finger jabbing at Ye Feng's nose, snapped