"Hmm, go ahead, and also, she's quite pretty," Ye Lin evaluated.
"Uh... she's alright," Mu Rufeng replied, and then he walked toward the Bloody Train.
However, he still muttered to himself, why would Ye Lin, the head of the headquarters, say something like that? It was so out of character.
After the Bloody Train vanished, Ye Lin's face grew gloomy.
"From now on, stop talking like me," Ye Lin said coldly.
"She really is pretty, if only she were my wife, I mean, old Ye, you've only contracted six abnormalities, and you still have two contract slots, why don't you contract those two old flames of mine? It would save me from feeling so lonely."
A voice emanated from one of Ye Lin's contract slots.
"No, those two of yours are too weak and have poor talent," Ye Lin directly refused.
The two old flames of this contract demon were a Level 5 Gu and a Level 6 Gu. Putting aside their talent, their strengths were indeed of no help to Ye Lin.
