A man as gentle as the pale blue moon; no woman in the world can probably resist a man like that.
But… Feng Ruqing gave herself up to save her. How could she ever return her kindness with a vengeance, by stealing her man?
Moreover, a man that she had never met before.
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Boom!
The air crackled and produced a wave at the downward stroke of the long sword.
The middle-aged man hurriedly took a few steps back. His face was pale and filled with blurriness.
He would not be scared if it were Feng Ruqing alone. The Tier-5 spirit beast made even touching her sleeve very difficult!
"Roar!"
The tiger kicked up some dust and roared angrily. In a split second, it had already came up behind the middle-aged man.
The tiger violently knocked him in the back with its head.
The knock was very savage. It sent the middle-aged man stumbling a few steps forward before regaining his grounds.
