Ling Han turned to see a young man dressed in black tight-fitting outfit. He smiled, and asked, "Oh, then how should women be courted?"
"In short, you definitely can't do it like this. What beautiful woman would like a glutton?" The young man in black scoffed.
Ling Han felt mischievous, and asked, "How should I address you, my friend?"
"Splendid Distant City, Ku Ying," the young man in black replied.
Ling Han nodded, and said, "Ku Zi, let us make a wager, shall we?"
Ku, Ku
Ku Ying's whole face was dark. 'Your skill at inventing nicknames is really too poor! Furthermore, since it is so poor, how can you simply blurt it out like that?'
Instantly, he was displeased, and retorted, "What wager?"
"I am going to use this food to court those two women, and you will have to call me Big Brother in future," Ling Han said, grinning.