Huang Rong struck a coquettish pose, her voice sweet and cloying. Both men stared so hard their eyes nearly popped out—though other parts of their bodies had probably stiffened too.
Gulp~
The two men swallowed in unison, making Huang Rong feel sick. Still, she kept up her coy, inviting expression.
"I'll go first!" The taller man shoved his companion aside.
"Why should you go first?" The shorter man immediately objected.
"Because I've been here longer than you, all right?" The tall man glared fiercely at him.
"So what if you've been here longer? You've been around for years, yet you're still in the same position as me. Doesn't that just prove you're incompetent?" the short man said mockingly.
"You're courting death!" The tall man flew into a rage and instantly drew the saber at his waist.
"Who's afraid of you?" The shorter man refused to back down.
Huang Rong watched with a smile, though her heart was full of cold sneers. Fight, fight. Such a simple trick—two peaches kill three warriors—and you've already fallen for it. No wonder you'll only ever be common soldiers.
But perhaps she had jinxed it. The two men seemed to hear her thoughts and abruptly stopped in perfect unspoken agreement. The short man chuckled. "We nearly fell for your scheme. How could the famed Sect Leader Huang possibly be such a promiscuous woman?"
Huang Rong's expression shifted slightly, but she quickly concealed it. "Naturally, I wasn't in the past. But now..." She lowered her head and stroked her faintly swollen belly. A soft maternal radiance appeared on her face, leaving the two men staring blankly. "But now that I'm pregnant, as long as I can protect my child, I'm willing to do anything. I'm willing to sacrifice anything."
Her tone was so convincing that not