"It wasn't that I forgot to take something. I just thought you had so much to do, so you should satisfy your husband's needs first." He tossed Mengqi onto the large bed.
Although Qin Feng wanted to win Feng Yi over, he would not foolishly reveal all his trump cards. He only exposed part of them, then put on an unfathomable act. Sure enough, he scared Feng Yi.
So many young geniuses from the Huaxia clan gathering to drink naturally drew their attention. Mainly, they were worried that someone might harbor ill intentions. If that happened, the Huaxia clan would suffer heavy losses, so they also meant to protect them.
Mengqi's face instantly flushed red as he extended his tongue and traced the shape of her ear over and over.
"Zern King, is this where you work?" He found a clean spot and sat down.
Over the past few days, he had seen plenty of people from his own sect acting tyrannically. Relying on their home-field advantage, these people were polite enough to cultivators with influence, but far less courteous toward those without any backing.
Li Yihang felt her body gradually grow cold, and his heart chilled along with it. It was as though heaven and earth themselves had turned cold.
"Hehe, at this point, there's nothing I can do. Let me see your trump cards." Hao Tianming said.
Li Yihang returned to where he had been, his thoughts in turmoil. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and only drifted off unknowingly after midnight.
Xiantao shouted, "What do you mean, 'you'? If you've got the guts, fight Young Hero Li fair and square! What kind of hero are you if you win by relying on your master? Even if you seize the Immortal Fungus, she still won't think highly