Dugu Bo: Would You Marry My Granddaughter?

That was right—Jiang Li ultimately still could not bring himself to be honest with all the women in the Summoning Space.

He decisively chose to slip away, fleeing the Summoning Space as though he were running for his life.

As Jiang Li stepped out of the Summoning Space, he could practically picture Qian Renxue's smug, triumphant grin.

Zhu Zhuyun was no better, watching the spectacle with delight as she egged things on from the side.

And Zhu Zhuqing—what was with that expectant look on her face? She had not even blinked.

Before his transmigration, Jiang Li had heard people say that women were generally six times lustier than men.

He had never believed it before, but now he had no choice but to.

However, his bad luck for the day had clearly not ended there.

The moment he stepped out of the Summoning Space, he saw Dugu Yan standing before the Icefire Yin Yang Well beside a green-haired man in green robes.

They looked left and right, as though the only thing missing was a fishing net to scoop fish from the water.

If nothing unexpected happened, that man should be Dugu Yan's grandfather—the Title Douluo-ranked Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Rustle~

Jiang Li shifted his foot, producing a rustling sound against the ground that drew the attention of the two people ahead.

"Looks like I came at the wrong time. I actually interrupted you two while you were enjoying fishing in the Icefire Yin Yang Well." Seeing that he had been discovered, Jiang Li stopped moving and said with a dry laugh.

Yet inwardly, he was cursing.

Damn it!

Why had this Poison Douluo suddenly returned?

And Dugu Yan—he had not even finished winning her over yet.

Still, he was not afraid of the Poison Douluo. Qian Renxue had already