The disciples from the White Moon Sect were also busily murmuring to each other, conversing about them.
"Woah! He is that one powerful man from the Fenglok Tribe? He is so young!"
"I can't believe that he is extremely handsome too!"
"You all he's mine. Don't have the eyes on him."
A daring disciple from the White Moon sect said.
Some scoffed and some snorted annoyingly at it and the commotion went on.
"Though this is it. Look at his friend with the animal clothing he is not that bad."
"He looks cute."
Upon overhearing their conversation, Ma Dishi stiffened a bit and his heart sank.
He shook his head unbelievably at it.
There were young beautiful girls about his age who were crushing on him but if they learned about his marriage, would they still like him the same way?
He felt very dejected at the thought of it.
This was utterly heartbreaking.
'Tch! My poor luck!'
