After a while, Wang Ning still refused. She broke into a smile and said:
"This junior's looks are unremarkable. I am unworthy of your favor, Senior. Let me offer you two beautiful concubines instead. I guarantee that both are virgins."
"What if I insist on seeing your true face?" Xiao Yu stared at her, his tone forceful.
"You jest, Senior. This is my true face. I'm afraid I must disappoint you." Wang Ning could not help smiling bitterly.
"Hmph, in that case, there's nothing left to discuss." Xiao Yu snorted coldly, raised his teacup, and slowly sipped his tea. Heh, I'm in no hurry anyway.
"Senior, can you truly kill those two treacherous scoundrels, Zhao and Fu?" Seeing his response, Wang Ning struggled inwardly before asking him to confirm what mattered most to her.
"They're merely two early Core Formation cultivators. I could destroy them with a wave of my hand!" Xiao Yu looked utterly confident.
"What!" All three women were astonished. They had merely sensed that Xiao Yu might be quite powerful. They had never expected him to make such a bold claim, and could not tell whether he was exaggerating or truly capable of it.
Seeing their disbelief, Xiao Yu released half of his suppressed aura and sent it sweeping over them.
With a thunderous crash, the three women felt a crushing weight like a mountain descend upon them. Their bodies went limp, and they nearly collapsed. Fortunately, the pressure vanished after only an instant, or they would have made a terrible spectacle of themselves.
After this display, the three women could not help feeling profound awe toward Xiao Yu. They had never experienced anything like that from any Core Formation cultivator. Perhaps only a Nascent Soul old monster possessed such overwhelming might, they speculated.
They did not