"Heh, this is nothing." Dongfang Jiao proudly glanced at the youths of the four great clans who were infatuated with Beiting Huang. His gaze fell on the Iron Blood Mercenary Group at the front. "You haven't seen the Iron Blood Mercenary Group. All of them can go crazy for her."
"Aren't you the same?" Dongfang Ao looked at his younger brother with disdain. Didn't he know that he had been distracted ever since he separated from Beiting Huang?
Beiting Huang didn't know that she had just distributed the spoils of war from this operation and planted a seed in the hearts of the youths of the four great clans. She didn't know that this seed would slowly grow into a towering tree in the future.
