Kapitel 352: Are You Planning To Rob Us? (6)

"You're calling me a lass? Don't tell me you're an undying old man?" Leng Ruoxue guessed, her watery eyes looking back and forth on Lan Ming's body.

"…"

"I'm not that old, okay?" Lan Ming was speechless. Although he was a little bit older, he was still far from becoming an old man. The president of the Mystic Association Headquarters was the real undying old man!

"I think you must be more than eighty years old, right?" Leng Ruoxue murmured with a frown.

"Damn lass, I'm not that old." Lan Ming fell to the ground with a plop after hearing what Leng Ruoxue said. After getting up, he glared at Leng Ruoxue with all his might. Boohoo… I'm only in my thirties, and I'm definitely considered a peerless young man in this world. But in Leng Ruoxue's mouth, I actually became an old man in his eighties. Boohoo… What's with this girl's eyes? Do I look that old?

"Oh, then you must be at least fifty," Leng Ruoxue continued guessing.