C167 Refining Pavilion

"Fatty, I'm a wise martial artist, how can no beautiful woman fall for me?" Ye Fan sighed as he felt that the heavens were unfair.

"What a sin!" Sighing towards the sky, the fatty's eyes suddenly revealed a haughty look. "The beautiful lady's eyes must be bad. I can't see the fatty's brilliance and elegance. Yes, it's like this, it must be this."

As the fatty was muttering to himself