Feng Ruqing was dressed in a red wedding dress, looking at Ye Yi calmly, devoid of any emotion.
"Gate Master?" She walked slowly toward Ye Yi and Tan Shuangshuang. "Are you talking about Jiu Luo or Hu Qing?"
Ye Yi was stunned, he was obviously a little unresponsive and did not understand what Feng Ruing meant by that.
But he quickly came back to his senses and spoke with a cold smile, "Great wits have short memories. It seems that Maiden Feng is so forgetful that she doesn't even remember my master's name. Nan Xian has bullied his concubine's father, and you, also not a good woman, have seduced my Deities Gate Young Master Jiu Ming. The two of you are really perfect for each other!"
Feng Ruqing slowly held out her hand, and a long sword appeared in the palm.
Her dress fluttered in the light breeze.
Her vivid red dress was as bright as blood, breathtakingly beautiful.
