But Mu Feng pounced once more, only to grasp nothing but air again.
"Fifth Brother, don't tell me you exhausted yourself last night at Cuihong Building and now you don't even have the strength to catch a waste."
The young men nearby whistled, mocking Mu Feng.
"A bunch of youngsters, why not come up here and help?"
Mu Feng felt puzzled; every time he seemed to catch up to Murong Ziyue, she would disappear in the next moment.
Her movement seemed to have grown stronger than before.
After Murong Ziyue was chosen to go to Purple Cloud City, the elders in the family forbade Mu Feng and others from causing trouble, and he restrained himself, allowing the good prey to slip through his fingers.
But this time, upon hearing Murong Ziyue was crippled and that the elders at home intended to send her and her mother away,
Mu Feng had long harbored sinister thoughts.
Since she was to be wed anyway, why not have some fun himself before she got married?
