"Ye Qianming, that's my name."
He raised his hand and took a sip from the cup of wine.
Seeing your devoted affection, I allow you to know my name! I grant you the privilege to sit and drink at the same table as me!
For some reason, Ye Qianming found inexplicable comfort in Luo Qingtong's delight over knowing his true identity.
So, this woman is quite fond of him.
Was her previous reluctance to approach him because she was wary of his Netherworld Venerable status?
If that's the case, he could forgive her past disrespect!
After all, as the Netherworld Venerable, his status is revered, and it's only natural for her to worry and fear getting close to him.
Fearful that if he knew, he might dislike her or even harm her?
Realizing that Luo Qingtong's past escapes might have been for this reason, Ye Qianming felt much of his anger dissipate in an instant.
The previous intention to capture her as soon as he found her also underwent some change.
"Oh! Brother Ye!"
