Family, Can We Really Make It Out Alive?

Qian Renxue watched Chen Ling walk right past her, wrinkling her nose in slight displeasure.

What was this supposed to mean?

This Angel had waited for him forever, so why had he skipped over her completely?

Qian Renxue gazed at Chen Ling darkly, as though she were looking at the most despicable scumbag alive.

Well, he was a despicable scumbag to begin with. Qian Renxue glanced at Chen Ling with women on both arms, pursed her lips, and casually found a place to sit, looking like an obedient little girl.

She felt a little frustrated. This was completely different from what she had imagined.

Shouldn't he have been stunned by my beauty, treated me like a goddess, and come over to invite me?

Chen Ling secretly glanced at the Little Angel and found it rather amusing. Still, he was in no hurry. Since she had delivered herself to his doorstep, he had plenty of ways to tame this tsundere little angel.

The Ice Empress sat off to the side, watching Chen Ling with a dark look in her eyes.

"Chen Ling, when exactly are we going on?" Her tone carried obvious resentment. Was this man really so promiscuous? She had thought that, at the very least, Chen Ling was devoted.

Still, it did not really matter. On the Douluo Continent, there had never been much talk of one man and one woman for life. If people did not take more partners and produce offspring, how would martial souls and bloodlines be passed down?

Soul beasts were even more so. They said dragons bore nine sons and that dragons were inherently lustful. Wasn't that ultimately because their bloodlines were powerful?

Only then did everyone's attention finally turn toward the Ice Empress at the side.

She was so tiny that she really