Jiang Li was not surprised by Huo Wu's appearance.
After all, Jiang Li was not blind. How could he have failed to notice Huo Wu's blazing gaze?
Perhaps only Feng Xiaotian, that hopeless simp, would mistake Huo Wu's look for nothing more than pure fighting spirit toward Jiang Li.
Still, there was nothing strange about that.
Although Douluo Continent was known as the gutter of fantasy worlds, it was still fantasy at the end of the day.
The strong preyed on the weak. That was the basic law.
The greater one's talent and strength compared to others, the easier it was to win the favor of female Soul Masters.
Take Tang San, supposedly pure and flawless. Why did someone with such an utterly ordinary face win the affection of female Soul Masters his age in the original story? Wasn't it simply because he was stronger than his peers?
Even Yu Xiaogang, that useless man—when it came to why Bibi Dong had fallen for him in the original story, the original author had to patch things up for him in a side story.
It claimed that Bibi Dong had developed feelings for that useless Yu Xiaogang because she had secretly been subjected to Qian Xunji's mental manipulation.
What surprised Jiang Li, however, was that Huo Wu had actually come straight to him and, without the slightest hesitation, declared in front of the Skywater Girl Group that she wanted him to be her man.
Was this what one should expect from a fiery, straightforward fire-attribute Soul Master?
If even Jiang Li found it surprising, then the Skywater Girl Group was naturally even more taken aback.
"Huh?"
Shui Yue'er clung to Jiang Li's arm, shot Huo Wu a sidelong glance, and said through gritted teeth, "What exactly is wrong with you, woman?"
"You