"Ying Si disappeared? His family may have fallen on hard times, but they still have ancestral property in the city. If he stayed, he would at least never want for food or clothing. How could he just disappear?"
On Side Peak, south of Blazing Nest, where the Immortal Alliance delegation was staying, Tu Qinghui, an aristocratic young master dressed in brocade and an ornate crown, wore an expression of undisguised surprise. A pall of gloom clouded his formerly commanding bearing.
He had only taught that boy a lesson to keep him from angering Fairy Yu Hong. How had things turned out like this?
If Ying Si really had disappeared, Yu Hong would certainly hold him accountable.
At that thought, the image of a beautiful, captivating woman surfaced in Tu Qinghui's mind, and he began to feel uneasy.
It had to be said that the Golden Roc Great Sage was blessed with handsome looks, and the women in his harem were of exceptional quality as well. His many sons and daughters were handsome or beautiful, most possessing outstanding looks and irresistible charm.
Although Yu Hong fell far short of Bailing, she was still a rare, exquisite beauty.
Of course, that alone would not have caught Tu Qinghui's eye, accustomed as he was to a fluttering flock of beauties. What mattered was that she was an overseas demon cultivator, with an exotic allure absent from the beauties of the Earthly Immortal Continent. Local customs were also less conservative than those of the Earthly Immortal Continent, and her bold, uninhibited nature, daring to love and daring to hate, had immediately drawn him in.
By comparison, the noble ladies of distinguished families and otherworldly fairies of the Earthly Immortal Continent were all icebergs, aloof and haughty, utterly devoid of charm.
Tu Qinghui had been