"Woman," Feng Jingtian curled his lips into a smile, exuding boundless charm. The exposed chest and bare back of his red attire made him look even more provocative, "Since you haven't married him yet, I still have a chance. I refuse to believe that I can't even surpass a fool."
After saying this, he laughed out loud twice and turned to walk towards the door.
However, not long after he left the inn, his path was blocked by a tall figure.
The man in front of him was clad in a silver robe, like a Banished Immortal in the moonlight, his face covered with a silver mask, revealing only a pair of bone-chilling eyes.
This man's lips curled in a wicked smile, like a Shura, emanating an aura so powerful it even made Feng Jingtian take a few steps back.
"She is my woman," the man smiled with a sinister charm and a sudden burst of malicious aura exploded from him, "Therefore, I won't allow any man to covet her."
