"You've done it before?"
Although Feng Qing'an felt he had been to many places and experienced what ordinary mortals hadn't, even the magnificent rare sights that one might not see in a lifetime, hearing about this still made Feng Qing'an realize how shallow his experience was.
"Hehe!"
All Feng Qing'an heard was a lecherous laugh. There was no answer, but the laugh itself was an answer. This person must have done something similar before, otherwise how could he describe it so vividly?
"Beast!"
A low curse rang out in the gale stirred up by the Black Feathered Hawk. It was another young nobleman who had cursed, Xiao Yi.
But this curse just happened to echo Feng Qing'an's feelings at the moment. Yet this sound was quickly drowned by the wind, and the guy who was being cursed didn't hear it at all. Only because of Feng Qing'an's incredibly keen senses could he catch it.
