Hearing this, the young man thought it over and suppressed his anger. The other party's status might even be higher than his; if he made an enemy of her, he might incur the Empire's censure.
Otherwise, the young man would have immediately ordered this woman's limbs chopped off and had her thrown into the Demon Sea.
Zhao Fu was not surprised upon seeing the platinum light, for Jue Tianling was originally the foremost of the ten great witches of the Land of Myriad Demons. She came from a force comparable to an Empire; not only was her aptitude the highest among the women, but her strength was also the greatest.
Leading the women out of the crowd, Jue Tianling returned to Zhao Fu's side. Zhao Fu smiled and pulled her into his embrace, while Jue Tianling wrapped her arms around him and nestled against his chest.
Countless people present were dumbfounded. They had never imagined that such an extraordinarily gifted woman, whose status might be unimaginably terrifying, would actually nestle in a man's arms. And that man had more than twenty women with him—the woman from earlier had merely been one among them.
"Who exactly is that man? He can actually make a woman of such talent submit to him. Are the women around him equally terrifyingly gifted?"
The dragon-robed young man's expression turned somewhat ugly. He had initially thought that woman's status might be above his, yet she was now intimately nestled in that man's arms. He redirected all his rage toward Zhao Fu, and a trace of killing intent arose within him.
The Great Han at his side could only carefully remind him that if a woman of such talent was willing to submit beneath that man and serve him alongside so many other women, it could only