Fang Chen returned to folding his arms as soon as he landed on the stage. His gaze held unconcealed curiosity as he looked at Teng Ye closely.
Teng Ye himself held his same expressionless face with a bit of indifference in his eyes as he looked at Fang Chen. This attitude of his wasn’t out of arrogance but a situation where someone of a higher existence meets a lowly being.
Though Teng Ye came to notice that among the many lowly human beings he’s met before, this one in front of him seemed to possess a bit more importance.
“Can I ask you something?”
Fang Chen suddenly said, to which Teng Ye didn’t respond or show any intention of answering. Though Fang Chen decided to take that as a yes.
“Can you tell me the bloodline you possess?”
“Why should I?”
For the first time Teng Ye spoke, and strangely his voice didn’t fit his demeanor. It was smooth to the ears and quite charming.
Feng Chen shrugged his shoulders and replied.