"You don't pick up girls like that!" Chu Hao flicked his fingers dismissively, his face calm and collected.
Murong Yun snorted and looked at Chu Hao, saying, "Do you even know who I am?"
"This is our Brother Yun!" Several youths crowded around, cheering for Murong Yun, "Brother Yun is the favored descendant of our family's ancestor, his future achievements will at least reach that of a War Emperor!"
Chu Hao and his companions exchanged looks and couldn't help but smile. Their smile was not out of fondness for Murong Yun, but because these people were really full of themselves.
Is becoming a War Emperor that easy?
"Go home and ask your parents for milk, this is no place for you!" Chu Hao flicked his hand again, showing some impatience.
These people were absolutely coddled flowers from a greenhouse, thinking of picking up girls even in such a dangerous place, utterly clueless about the gravitas of death!
