"Lao Zhao!!"
Qin Feng immediately let go of Murong Jing and dashed toward Zhao Changsheng.
"Senior Brother Qin, you..."
Seeing Qin Feng abandon her, Murong Jing stamped her foot on the spot in a fit of anger.
She truly couldn't understand what was so great about a coward like Zhao Changsheng that Qin Feng would leave her—a beautiful young woman in the prime of her youth—for him.
"What a familiar sight!"
Yourong couldn't help murmuring, immediately thinking of Lin San.
Back in the Ancient Wasteland of the Lower Realm, Qin Feng had worn the exact same expression when he met Lin San. He hadn't just stuck to him all day; even at night, he'd practically wanted to drag Lin San into bed with him.
The whole harem had been on high alert, afraid they'd gained another rival.
"Junior Sister..." ??
When Xu Qiankun saw Qin Feng leave, he immediately put on a smile and stepped forward.
But Murong Jing didn't give him the slightest bit of face. She simply snorted and chased after them, determined not to give Zhao Changsheng a chance to lead her Senior Brother Qin astray.
"Wait for me!"
Yourong quickly caught up too, not daring to stray too far from Qin Feng.
"No one can reject me, Xu Qiankun!"
Xu Qiankun's expression instantly darkened.
As one of the Immortal Alliance's three great successors, he was used to female disciples throwing themselves into his arms. When had a female disciple ever dared to ignore him like this—especially after he'd made the first move?
Meanwhile—
Zhao Changsheng was following behind the other disciples, looking around for a chance to slip away.
He'd thought he was only accompanying the young master on a trip to broaden his horizons, and that afterward he could go back to hiding in the