"Somas, watch your mouth, or I won't mind teaching you how to behave.
And I'm not your fiancée. Whoever gave you that engagement contract, go marry her. Stop bothering me."
Meng Yuyan rebuked him coldly, glancing at Tian Hao as she spoke. Clearly, the latter half of her words was also meant for the youth.
"I'd like to see how you plan to teach me!"
Somas steadied himself, his expression dark and vicious. He even manifested his Golden Snake Sword martial soul, four soul rings—two yellow and two purple—floating beneath his feet, displaying the power of a Soul Ancestor.
He knew Meng Yuyan's strength very well. Perhaps he could not keep up with that kind of speed, but in a head-on clash, that bitch was no match for him.
The only reason she had slapped him earlier was that he had never expected the bitch to dare strike, leaving him unguarded. Now that he had manifested his martial soul, he would definitely teach that bitch how to behave.
And that pretty boy too—today, he was going to kill.
"Damn, Golden Snake Langjun."
Ignoring Somas's sinister little glare, Tian Hao stared at the martial soul in his hand and could not help muttering.
It was a dark golden flexible sword. Its blade twisted like a snake's body, its tip forked, and it continued to tremble even in his grip, showing just how thin the blade was.
But this Golden Snake Langjun was huge and burly—truly an eyesore. He could not bear to look at him.
He reckoned this Golden Snake Langjun did not play with venomous snakes, but pythons—Titan Pythons, no less.
"I've wanted to teach you, you shameless snake, a lesson for a long time."
Manifesting her own martial soul as well, Meng Yuyan made no effort to conceal her