C939 I'll Play with My Own Thoughts

They tasted a light Wensi tofu.

They all sighed in admiration at Ye Fan's superb knife skills.

Only the arrogant one had an ugly expression on his face.

He controlled the long sword to cut a piece, and Ye Fan cut it into thousands of pieces.

Who would win and who would lose.

It was obvious at a glance.

The key was that he had shamelessly said that he wanted to give Ye Fan some pointers