The young master froze. Countless possibilities had crossed his mind about how this woman would respond. Perhaps she would agree with a sweet, bashful air, or perhaps she would shyly decline at first, and another invitation from him would be enough to move her. Or, in the worst case, she would refuse, and he would probably have to use force.
He had considered being refused, but he had never expected her to show him so little respect and tell him outright to "get lost." Outrageous!
But before he could fly into a rage, the Fat and Thin Twin Demons hurried forward and caught hold of him.
"Young master, let's go!" the two said quietly.
"What are you doing?" Still not understanding, the young master barked, "What exactly are you two trying to do? Seize these two little beauties for me!"
The Fat and Thin Twin Demons looked even worse. Inwardly, they cursed their young master until his ears should have burned. Did he not have eyes? Were these two people the three of them could afford to provoke?
Even if the Fallen Help had other experts, once they angered these women, there would be no time for those experts to reach them.
Besides, these two women looked so young, yet their strength was already so terrifying. Their backgrounds must far surpass the Fallen Help. No matter how they looked at it, they could not afford to provoke them.
Their young master had never experienced the cruelty of the Jianghu, which was why he could not see how terrifying these women were. Provoking people like them would not only put his own life in jeopardy but could even drag the Fallen Help down with him.
"Ladies, our young master has had too much to drink. He's drunk and talking nonsense. Our