This almost scared Xing Er senseless.
The whole person seemed struck by lightning.
He thought his ears were malfunctioning.
But, in his mind, Xiang Song's voice clearly echoed.
"The master of the Xuanming Elders? What kind of figure is that?"
Xing Er really wanted to kneel and ask.
But, he didn't dare to ask.
He was just a dog of the Xuanming Elders.
But, he had the identity of the Xuanming Hall Master.
In Lingnan, that counted as a significant figure.
Now, the master of the Xuanming Elders had arrived.
It was like an immortal descending to the mortal world!
Xing Er couldn't imagine what kind of great figure this was.
"Second Brother, what's wrong, want to play with me?"
A seductive, alluring woman traced her soft fingers over Xing Er's chest.
Extremely mesmerizing.
"Scram!"
But, Xing Er kicked her away.
Got up quickly, rolling and crawling.
Rushing to where Xin Chou currently was.
A second too slow.
And his little life might be a second more in danger!
...
