Seeing Chen Wan'er and Liu Changxu surrounded by his men, the young wastrel leading the group hopped off his Yellow Mountain Lion with a chuckle and approached them, looking them over as though admiring his prey.
As the wastrel drew closer, Chen Wan'er trembled like chaff in a sieve, almost crying aloud. She buried herself in Liu Changxu's arms, not daring to lift her head!
As a wastrel, the youth at the head of the group most enjoyed harassing beautiful girls like Chen Wan'er. With her low cultivation, timid disposition, and lack of any powerful backing, she was the perfect target.
Especially when he imagined the beautiful girl before him pleading desperately beneath him like a little lamb, a peculiar excitement surged through him, setting his blood boiling!
What happened next, however, differed greatly from his expectations. The little beauty reacted just as he had anticipated, but he could not make sense of the man she regarded as her protector.
In his experience, a man would either abandon his woman and flee alone or glare at him furiously, determined to protect her.
Of course, the latter was rare. Most men abandoned their women without hesitation and fled alone. Some even offered their women to him of their own accord.
Yet, to the wastrel's disappointment, Liu Changxu was far too composed.
Liu Changxu neither abandoned the woman and fled like most men nor glared at him in anger. He simply regarded him calmly, as though he did not exist.
"Boy! Young Master Chen has taken a fancy to this woman. Here are three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Take them and get lost!"
Before the wastrel could speak, another youth behind him tossed a Storage Bag filled with spirit stones down in front of Liu Changxu!
Liu Changxu studied the wastrel before