Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Hmm, why are there so many Tier-5 spirit beasts here? It seems like we didn’t come in vain this time.”
Suddenly, a frightening voice came from the bush.
Feng Ruqing lifted her head and looked ahead of her. A group of people slowly walked out with confident smiles. It was as if those spirit beasts already belonged to them.
“Dark Chamber Master, Butterfly Mansion Master, Ling Yun Clan Master, Eight-Diagram Gate Master, and Paramount Young Master, Jiu Ming, quick, help me! Quickly kill this woman who wants to protect the spirit beasts and fight against the whole reclusive world!” Qing Shan sounded manic. He looked hideous as his eyes were bloodshot.
Jiu Ming subconsciously took two steps to the side. He wanted to separate himself from the crowd some distance away.
The corners of his lips were lifted into a smile, a very moving smile.
“I’m sorry, I’m just a passerby. I’m not with you guys, don’t get me involved in whatever you guys want to do.”
As Jiu Ming finished his words, he did not look at Zhao Yao’s pale face since he had already scanned through the crowds and was staring at that stunning face.
“Little girl, you’ve sneaked into the Forest of Spirit Beasts alone without informing me. I was waiting for you at Paramount.” He sighed and slowly walked toward Feng Ruqing. He stretched out his hand to pat her head. His voice was affectionate. “What if you got bullied here?”
Feng Ruqing slapped Jiu Ming’s hand away and fixed her hair. “If you dare to touch my hair again, I will kill you!”
Jiu Ming remained silent for a while before he continued, “I’m really not with them. I bumped into them a hundred meters away and found out that there was some situation going on here. So, I followed them here.”
“Oh, I know.”
That young girl’s sentence had made the man smile. His face reflected light as he stood in the sunlight.
Even his smile was touching to see.
Nobody knew and was curious about how he looked like under that mask.
Just as Feng Ruqing stretched out her hand wanted to take off his mask, he immediately grabbed her wrist the moment her finger touched the mask.
“Girl, I’ve told you before that if you want to see my face, you must marry me. Or else, I’m afraid that you will be swept off your feet and throw yourself at me.”
Feng Ruqing squinted and sneered. “I just want to see how ugly you are as your look is capable of shocking the world and making the ghosts cry.”
Jiu Ming was speechless.
This little girl, how suspicious was she a person to not to trust that he had a good-looking face?
“Hehe.”
Perhaps Ziyan had noticed that many people came to help, her eyes started to fill with contempt and scorn. “Feng Ruqing, it seems that you’ve given up on yourself after you were abandoned by Liu Yuchen. To find a man who is so ugly that he doesn’t even dare to meet people?”
There was a dead silence.
Jiu Ming’s evil eyes were glaring at Ziyan as a sense of coldness flashed behind his eyes.
“Zhao Yao, this is your concubine?” Ling Yun Clan Master, Ling Fei, noticed that Ziyan was hiding behind Zhao Yao. He cackled and said, “Looks like your taste is not that great. In this kind of situation, she still finds the time to mock others? Besides, is that person at home aware of this?”
Zhao Yao’s face turned pale.1
He thought he had hope now with the arrival of this group of people. What if this group of people was to go to his wife and tell her nonsense, seeing that there are so many people? Then, perhaps, his affair with Ziyan would be exposed.