This Is Combat (1)

"That old man can see us?" Yan Che looked at the Hall Master curiously on the side, who smiled thoughtfully. Qu Lanyi also gave him a smile. "What do you think? The Hall Master is stronger than you and me. Otherwise, how can he be the master of this hall? Someone who can sit on this chair can't be an ordinary person."

Yan Che pursed his lips. His hand was itchy and he wanted to touch Yaoyao's face. Yaoyao looked very cute on the outside, like a little girl. She was so cute that Yan Che really wanted to pinch Yaoyao's little face. However, every time he did that, Yaoyao showed an extremely fierce expression, and her sharp little teeth didn't hold back at all. Yan Che was helpless. He could only give up the thought in his mind and sit in the air in boredom.

"The election is about to begin. There's really no suspense at all."