Lu Chengwen had finally figured it out.
Though Liu Rufeng was highly skilled, with gloomy eyes, a cold personality, and an air of... venomous resentment around her—
Her heart was actually as desolate as a barren desert...
Girls like this were the easiest to handle. All it took was relentless offense! Her hard shell would crumble in an instant, and she would fall apart without a fight.
The Tianwu Clan and modern humanity had fought for so many years that no one knew how many blood feuds had accumulated between them. A few flattering words from him could never erase that.
And she had been ready to kill at the drop of a hat. Clearly, she had never intended to let Jiang Yuanshu live.
This was truly a critical moment of life and death!
As Lu Chengwen was weighing his options, Jiang Yuanshu yanked him back and shouted sternly:
"What nonsense are you talking about with this Saintess Token? I'm not marrying her! What can you do about it? Do you expect the Jiang Family to grovel and beg for our lives? Hmph! Lu Chengwen and I have already discussed it. We would rather die fighting here than ever bow our heads to you!"
Lu Chengwen looked at her. "When did we discuss that?"
Jiang Yuanshu said, "You really want to marry her? Stop fooling around! Do you think she would trust someone who has been here for less than half an hour?"
Lu Chengwen said, "At least let me try. I'm pretty good at dealing with girls."
Jiang Yuanshu kicked him in the calf. "No!"
Then she raised her sword and shouted furiously, "We've decided! We would rather die than suffer humiliation!"
Lu Chengwen spread his hands. "You decided that, didn't you?"
Liu Rufeng sneered. "Good. As expected of