Ruan Fu walked out of Lu'er's cave, her face as pale as a ghost. She dug her fingernails so deeply into her palms that they nearly drew blood.
She had always known her father was cold-blooded, but she never expected him to use his own daughters as pawns to such an extent. Whether it was her or Ruan Ning, in his eyes, they were nothing more than tools to be exchanged for benefits.
Suppressing the nausea welling up in her chest, she took a deep breath. Her gaze was suddenly drawn to the bustling crowd at the village entrance. The clamor of the females rose and fell in waves, mixed with excited chatter.
"Lord Xuan Ling is truly heroic! With those broad shoulders and firm muscles, anyone can tell he's a powerful warrior!"
"It's a pity he's already reserved for Ruan Ning. We'd never have such good fortune."
"The Holy Female is just on another level. Even someone as infertile as Ruan Fu managed to catch the eye of An Bei from the Snake Clan."
