"Ling Feng!"
Just as Shang Yang stood there in astonishment, Changxi and Xihe saw the young man's face, and both lit up with delighted surprise.
A moment later, the two women vanished simultaneously and appeared right before Ling Feng.
"You really came!"
Changxi happily clasped Ling Feng's arm. Xihe was more reserved, but the joy on her face was impossible to conceal.
After Nuwa had left following her matchmaking visit, Xihe and Changxi had crushed Ling Feng's Soul Jade Slip and told him about the Demon Race, intending to test him.
And Ling Feng had not disappointed them. The instant he received their message, he had rushed to the Lunar Star.
That was precisely why the two women were so happy. To them, his willingness to offend the Demon Race for their sake proved that his feelings were sincere.
Sincerity answered with sincerity. Both women were deeply satisfied with this outcome and had accepted Ling Feng into their hearts.
Changxi was bolder than Xihe in both love and hate. She hugged Ling Feng's right arm outright, swinging it coquettishly.
She had never been so bold before. Ling Feng was surprised, but he also found it rather hard to withstand. Changxi hugged him so tightly that his arm kept rubbing against her, and the soft touch of her snowy skin sent tremors through his heart.
"Let go of the Lunar Goddesses!"
Just as Ling Feng was about to catch up with the two women, Shang Yang could no longer contain himself and shouted a warning at him. "They are the Demon Empresses of our Demon Race, the Demon Emperor's wives! Touch them, and you will surely die!"
"What nonsense are you spouting?!"
"Who is Di Jun's wife? Who is an empress of your damned Demon Race?!"
Changxi and Xihe were both