"Yeah, I just can't understand it. Can you?" Yu Qingge teased back, "So we're both basically the pot calling the kettle black."
"What kind of place is this? Are you two really arguing?" Yang Ruxin frowned and glanced at both of them.
Yu Qingge just stuck out her tongue and said nothing.
However, Fang Tianze just smiled, and then unexpectedly went to sit next to Yuan Mengzhu, even turning back to give Yu Qingge a provocative look.
"He..." Yu Qingge's eyes almost popped out.
"He used to be frail, but he was a prodigy, with a photographic memory." Yang Ruxin patted Yu Qingge on the shoulder, "He's read quite a few Buddhist scriptures... So, not only does he understand them, but he really gets it..."
Yu Qingge immediately had a constipated expression on her face, but quickly made up her mind, "Then I will listen, too." And then she actually went and sat down next to Fang Tianze.