A wisp of a cold smile suffused the corners of Yang Ye’s mouth while he waved his right hand, and a strand of force shot the two scrolls towards Yin Xuan’er as he said, “Miss Yin, I, Yang Ye, don’t deserve these two techniques, so I don’t dare accept them. As for the agreement between the two of us, I’m going back on my word!”

If he was said to previously possess have a slightly favorable impression of this woman that stood before him, then this favorably impression had ...