Long Zhuxie's expression was indeed exceedingly ugly at this moment.
He could not help clenching his fists, his knuckles faintly whitening, before speaking coldly. "Just wait. In the end, the one who remains will definitely be me."
Long Zhuxie had seen it very clearly just now. This Heavenly Chosen had not rejected her immediately; she had only flown into a rage out of embarrassment afterward.
Upon careful thought, he had indeed been too obsessed with the position of guard, making him seem somewhat overeager.
Yet what had just happened also made one thing clear: this Heavenly Chosen seemed rather inexperienced when it came to relations between men and women. Naturally, that was Long Zhuxie's greatest opportunity.
These people still dared to mock him one by one. Just wait. When Long Zhuxie truly succeeded someday, these people would be nothing more than losers in his eyes.
The wailing of losers was like the stray dogs by the roadside. He would not take it to heart in the slightest. Hahaha.
That was Long Zhuxie's true state of mind at this moment.
Meanwhile, Feng Ming in the hall had a flushed face. The one echoing in her mind was not Long Zhuxie, but Qin Jiuge. She bit her lower lip, and a hint of desire surfaced on her face.
That bad man—why could Long Shilin and Chris cultivate together through Yin-Yang Embrace?
I can too. And if I cultivate with that bad man at the Supreme Realm, my chances and confidence of breaking through to the Supreme Realm will surely increase greatly.
Bad man, from now on, you're mine.
At that thought, Feng Ming's lips curled upward, and she even laughed with a smug expression.
If Her Highness would not care about her, then she, Feng Ming, could carve out a true path