"Oh, please. As if you're subtle. Since I followed you, I've hardly seen you being subtle at all." Ruoyun scoffed at him, dismissively.
Fortunately, Lin Zifeng's cultivation realm was much higher than Handsome Guy's, and even with his sharp nose, it would be hard to detect Lin Zifeng's presence. Furthermore, he had altered his appearance, so unless someone more powerful appeared, no one could discern his identity.
"Dead Dog, how do you know I'm not an old friend of someone?" Lin Zifeng countered with a smile, pulling out the cigarette he bought by the roadside earlier and lighting up. During this time in the Third Parallel Universe, he had been feeling stifled; the absence of cigarettes made him feel as though a little snake was crawling around inside, itching and squirming, genuinely unpleasant.
"What the hell!"
Handsome Guy's massive body quivered suddenly. Upon hearing the words "Dead Dog," why did it sound so familiar?
