"You... if you come any closer, I'll scream!"
A faint trace of anger colored Yaoxing Saintess's snow-white, breathtakingly beautiful cheeks. Her delicate brows drew together as she glared at Wude and Ye Fengliu, who kept edging closer.
"Go ahead and scream. You could scream your throat raw, and no one would be able to save you. Heh heh heh..." Wude let out a creepy laugh.
"Though I haven't been in the Three Thousand Dao Realms long, looking across all the Dao Realms, there doesn't seem to be anyone who can match me." Ye Fengliu stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair falling casually over his shoulders. He was utterly confident and composed.
His strength certainly gave him the right to say that.
A Quasi-Hegemon Level powerhouse on the verge of the War Emperor Grade—who across the Three Thousand Dao Realms could surpass him?
"What... exactly do you want?"
Hearing their confident words, Yaoxing Saintess knew she couldn't escape her fate today. She glared at them and said, "I'm telling you, even if I die, I won't let you do anything indecent!"
Indecent?
At that, Wude chuckled. "No, no, little sister, you've probably misunderstood. Though I'm not a human... no, though I'm not a good person, I'm not that kind of lowlife. I do have my limits."
"Don't worry. We're not lusting after your body."
Ye Fengliu's gaze swept over Yaoxing Saintess's curvaceous figure, and a spark of desire stirred in his heart. "Actually... I wouldn't mind being interested, if we were both willing."
Yaoxing Saintess clutched her ample chest and backed away again and again, staring at the two of them. "I knew it!"
Wude looked at Ye Fengliu. "Don't be so blunt. Flirting and sweet talk can come later. We have business to take care of