As soon as the words fell, a voice filled with mockery drifted over nearby.
"Haha? Who is stupid enough to boast shamelessly here early in the morning?"
Qin Hao and Ma Jiajia looked over simultaneously.
At the entrance of the Martial Ancestor's Secret Chamber, a man and a woman walked side by side.
The man was bare-chested, with muscles bulging all over—a strange fashion in this retro world.
Nonetheless, his long arms and legs, along with large palms, gave off a feeling of exceptional strength.
In comparison, the woman beside him seemed more petite and delicate, though her beauty was undeniable, and her swaying snake-like waist drew many eyes.
As they approached, the man's gaze landed on Qin Hao: "So you're the kid talking nonsense just now?"
The woman beside him giggled mockingly: "Ma Jiajia, is this the newcomer you've chosen? How dazed, your taste doesn't seem so good right now."
Qin Hao noticed that from the moment this pair appeared, Ma Jiajia's face had turned pale.
