"You love to make your own conclusion without confirming, don't you? I am not surprised if you love to gossip as well, but you need to be more creative though. The plot is too predictable."
Tang Shaoyang found it amusing. This Levine did not bother to confirm and speak out whatever she had in her mind.
"My sister does love to gossip. You are quite good at reading people, Sir Player," The male elf also chuckled, but the way he addressed him made it sound awkward. It was like calling someone he did not know by their nationality or race, something similar to Sir Chinese or Sir Human. The brother and the sister had their own flaws.
Tang Shaoyang showed them the steel card, "Since you know my rank, you should know my name too, right? You are making it awkward Sir Brother."
The male elf cringed when he was called Sir Brother, tasting his own medicine.
