Xue Qingcheng, standing behind me, pulled me out of the group of young women and said with a beaming smile, "I told you, didn't I? Being fickle is the worst. Look, now you've got problems, haven't you?"
I stared at Xue Qingcheng awkwardly. Although there was a trace of mockery in her expression, and pulling me out of the encirclement would inevitably earn her the hostility of countless women, her breathtaking beauty, intensely confident gaze, and unfathomably deep cultivation still made the women before us suck in a cold breath.
They were all prominent women in Fenglan City, but faced with Xue Qingcheng's beauty that outshone all others, they still felt tremendous pressure and saw the vast gap between them. Though the sea and sky met at the horizon, heaven and earth still lay between them. That terrifying disparity left them all silent.
Thus, the original divisions between their factions instantly fell apart. As for the conflicts among them now, the powerful new "love rival" was probably the one presence they found hardest to accept!
"What? Little girls, why are you all staring at me like that? Don't tell me you're planning to eat me?" Xue Qingcheng said with an unruly smile. Though she was still a young girl, she was first and foremost the Young City Lord of Tian City. The imposing aura she had been pampered into carrying was beyond what ordinary people could compare with.
Xianli did not dare respond. After all, even I seemed to be showing Xue Qingcheng some respect. Zhìlín was skilled at reading expressions, and upon seeing Xue Qingcheng dressed in the gorgeous female attire of Tian City's Young City Lord, she knew that Xue Qingcheng was someone she could not afford to provoke, to say nothing of the vast difference in cultivation.