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Seeing Jiang Xingyuan behave in such a manner, Gong Yang Ce beside him felt awkward and could hardly resist the urge to cover his face and walk away.
His friend was all right in every other aspect, except that he couldn't help but approach and strike up a conversation with every pretty girl he encountered.
Moreover, every time he made his approach, he particularly loved to strike a pose, no matter how exaggerated or superficial it appeared. Just like a peacock during mating season, excitedly displaying its plumage but oblivious to its own exposed rear.
On several occasions, they were scorned mercilessly by haughty Immortals, to the extent that even Gong Yang Ce himself felt embarrassed.
"Gong Yang Ce?"
However, before the two girls could speak, Enlightened One Yunyang was the first to react, saying coldly, "So you are Gong Yang Ce, the direct disciple of Lang Ya?"