Yao Xin immediately dropped into a battle stance.
Water splashed around her bare legs as spiritual energy surged across her flushed skin.
Her huge breasts rose with the sudden tension, but her eyes were sharp now.
"This is my place now!" she warned. "It was bestowed by Li Feng!"
She threw his name out at once, slyly wrapping herself in it like a shield.
If Purple Death wanted this spring, she would have to think twice before touching something that already carried his mark.
But contrary to her expectation, it backfired.
Purple Death's eye twitched.
She looked at Yao Xin, still standing naked in the spring with water running down her flushed body, and her voice turned cold.
"I see…"
A thread of anger slipped into her tone, mixed with something slightly jealous.
"So he cares more about his personal slut, huh…"
At those words, Yao Xin blinked.
She immediately prepared herself, feeling the sharp intention in Purple Death's words.
