"And you, sisters-when did every last one of you soar into the skies? How could you leave me cultivating all alone in the same spot? Secretly competing behind everyone's backs, then stunning everyone with the results-is that how all of you play this game?
You really have taken things to the absolute limit.
No, I, Feng Ming, need to study hard and improve every day too."
A flash of determination crossed Feng Ming's eyes, and then he began charging into Qin Jiuge, chest first.
He knew nothing of these verbal battles, so he chose to drive straight in. Like a swallow returning to its nest, he plunged directly into Qin Jiuge's arms. Even the way he called his name was blunt and forceful: "Qin Jiuge, are you mine or not?
If you are, you can do anything you want tonight. Any position is fine."
The moment Feng Ming opened his mouth, he unleashed an ultimate move-the kind that took the enemy down with him.
Under the three women's combined assault.
Qin Jiuge's triumphant return as a king, suppressing all who dared defy him, came to a complete halt.
Meanwhile, the spectators beside them watched the spectacle with boundless delight. What a show-truly spectacular.
"Who could have imagined that our Young Master Qin, who suppresses all who defy him, would ever see a day like this?"
"Tell me about it!
Most importantly, Long Shuangxue, Feng Ming, and Gui Ling'er-and these princesses of the Ghost Fox Clan-are all simply incredible.
Who could have imagined that they, usually so lofty and proud, would actually stand together in a rare show of solidarity to deal with our Young Master Qin? Absolutely sensational. Truly terrifying."
"Hahahaha!"
"And that's precisely why we get to enjoy such a fine show.
Young Master Qin, how will you face