Any Conditions You Want

"Ah?"

"Nani?"

Yi Feng was utterly baffled.

He could not help reaching up to touch his own face.

He...

Was really that handsome?

Had his looks already reached such a heaven-shocking, earth-shattering level?

Such a beautiful woman—and the sect master of some sect, no less.

In short, she was a fair, rich, beautiful woman with both beauty and a bit of power and influence, and she had come right up to confess to him and propose marriage.

"Miss, I know I'm handsome, but isn't this a little too hasty? This concerns a lifetime of happiness. You don't even know what kind of person I am..." Yi Feng said earnestly. At the same time, he subconsciously smoothed his clothes, then brushed back his hair.

Though he said that, he was still feeling rather pleased with himself.

However.

The moment his words fell, a long sword radiating chilling coldness landed against his neck. It belonged to the black-clad man who had come with Shi Qingwu.

He truly was Shi Qingwu's most loyal subordinate. The instant he heard what Shi Qingwu had said to Yi Feng, he understood what she intended to do.

"What are you doing?"

"Broad daylight, and you're abducting a decent man by force?" Feeling the icy edge at his neck, Yi Feng was not afraid. After all, he was an expert now.

Though he did not know these two people's exact strength, Yi Feng could tell that they only had a tiny bit of cultivation within them.

"You misunderstand." Shi Qingwu lightly waved her jade-like hand and gently pushed the sword away from Yi Feng's neck. Expressionless, she said, "I merely wish to make a deal with you."

"A deal?" Yi Feng frowned.

Shi Qingwu said nothing. Instead, she waved to the black-clad man behind her.

Seeing this, the