Ten Thousand Trees Blossom, Flowers Bloom and Wither

Zhao Han glanced sideways at Cross-dressing Boss.

Well, so you all knew everything I did. Now you're all starting to guard against me.

They just weren't sure.

After all, the aura Zhao Han gave off was only at the Spirit Condensing Realm, and his current appearance was different from when he'd been at the Nangong Family.

The woman sounded rather disgruntled. "What are you blabbering about? Let me talk to the little brother some more."

Then she turned to stare at a certain part of Zhao Han and smiled radiantly. "Little brother, I've taken a liking to you. As it happens, I'm still unmarried. Why don't you come with me?"

"Your big sister is sixteen this year, in the prime of her youth. I may not have many other skills, but I'm quite good in bed. I can absolutely take good care of you."

The woman kept harassing him with her words. Hints of bewitchment drifted over with the floral scent, leaving Zhao Han's head a little woozy.

Sixteen, my ass.

"Hmph!"

"You rotten old buzzard, put away those third-rate bewitching tricks. I'm not falling for that."

Zhao Han snorted. His aura surged outward, instantly scattering the floral scent and the bewitchment.

Seeing that her bewitchment had failed, the woman's smile faded a little. "Looks like little brother won't take the wine when it's offered, so he'll have to drink the punishment. In that case, I'll just have to use force."

As she spoke, she raised a hand and gave a gentle wave. A massive wave of floral scent and fallen leaves solidified into a surge of energy, rushing toward him like a tide.

"Hmph!"

"True Qi Barrier!"

Zhao Han didn't move half a step. Standing right where he was, he released black True Qi to form a protective barrier.