This Move Is Called "Beauty-in-Arms Kill"

The blue-robed young man's words were calm, yet outrageously arrogant. But at that moment, no one could refute him.

Even Duan Jingtian, the Young Dean, and the four other Quasi-Immortal Emperors from the main academy had been easily suppressed by the blue-robed young man. It was only natural for him to throw out a few harsh words.

Zhou Qingran's beautiful eyes shimmered. With one arm around her and a sword in the other hand, the blue-robed young man had truly won with astonishing ease.

"This move is called 'Beauty-in-Arms Kill.'" The blue-robed young man turned to Zhou Qingran and grinned.

"Beauty-in-Arms Kill... Ah!"

Zhou Qingran murmured, repeating the blue-robed young man's words. Suddenly, she cried out as he caught her off guard and pulled her into his arms. The blue-robed young man asked, "So, how was I today? Was your husband handsome?"

Zhou Qingran's gaze darted away. She wanted to push the blue-robed young man off, but the arm around her was far too strong, and the hand resting on her waist radiated intense heat.

When she realized she couldn't break free, Zhou Qingran finally spoke softly, her voice tinged with annoyance. "Stop fooling around... They're watching."

The blue-robed young man glanced at the dumbstruck Daoist Lu Chen, the Vice Dean, and the others, then lifted the corners of his mouth. "What's there to be afraid of? I'm talking to my own wife. You didn't see the looks in their eyes? They're all envious. Everyone wants to have you, but too bad—you're already mine. Hehe."

At the end, the blue-robed young man gave a smug laugh. Being with Zhou Qingran seemed to make him very happy.

For no apparent reason, hearing him say that made Zhou Qingran feel a little happy, too.

Even though they were only pretending to be