C36 Poor Qing Fumei!

"Ye, you're my friend, and I get it. Don't stress—I'll keep your secret. But do me a favor and tell Ice Devil to hook me up with a good score, okay?"

Shi Xiong burst into laughter upon hearing this and promptly ended the call.

Ye Tian could almost visualize him winking and smirking with glee, even through the phone.

After the line went dead, Ye Tian's face was etched with a wry smile