Madam

Huo Feng's face was filled with terror.

If he had dodged even a second slower, there would probably be one more ice sculpture standing here now.

A drop of cold sweat slid down from his forehead.

Then shame turned into anger. Who was he?

He was the little tyrant of this city. In this city, he was always the one bullying others—who would dare humiliate him?

He pointed at Dongfang Jinghan and roared, "Do you know who I am?"

But the next moment, his gaze went blank. After all, he had never seen a beauty of this caliber before.

If not for the icy aura that filled this beauty's entire body; if not for the strength this beauty had displayed earlier...

At this point, he probably would have done what he always did—hoisted her over his shoulder and run straight home.

Dongfang Jinghan already had no good feelings toward men who forcibly seized women.

Now, sensing his gaze, she felt even more displeased.

So the aura around her, already cold to begin with, became so icy it almost made people suffocate.

"Does who you are matter?"

As she spoke, Dongfang Jinghan swung the Ice Sword in her hand toward Huo Feng, and a powerful blast of icy energy shot straight at him.

At this moment, Huo Feng was still lost in Dongfang Jinghan's beauty.

There was not the slightest trace of his earlier reaction. As he stood there in a daze, he turned directly into an ice sculpture.

Only then did Dongfang Jinghan turn to the woman and say, "Hurry up and leave! So they won't come looking to trouble you again!"

"Thank you, thank you, sob, sob, sob!"

The woman truly felt as if joy had fallen from the heavens. Today, she had thought she was doomed. She had