"Brother Tangyu, you certainly got here quickly, even beating me to it. I'm quite envious of you and your romantic encounters; at these sorts of events, you're never without a few stunning beauties by your side. It really makes one quite envious." Rao Yuanzhi strode over with a smile. With his arrival, naturally, many people greeted him. After all, his reputation still stood proudly. Moreover, with the recent buzz around the traditional Chinese and Western medicine exchange, Rao Yuanzhi's fame as Divine Needle was now even more prestigious than before.
With a smile, Tangyu replied, "Don't be envious. You can't manage it. It's not my fault I'm handsomer than you."
"Cough, I know you're handsomer than me, but at least give me some face in front of the ladies, alright? Otherwise, it's quite embarrassing for me," Rao Yuanzhi joked.
Zhao Yaya said with a smile, "You are handsomer than my big brother."
