The bustling streets were very quiet, even the coachmen driving horses and the Martial World guests hurrying along had forgotten their intended destinations, focusing only on the black-clad young girl walking leisurely with her hands behind her back.
Her snake-like waist and plump buttocks, along with the long legs that could be faintly discerned beneath the black gauze hem, created an image of striking impact.
Many townsfolk had nosebleeds, their throats bobbing up and down incessantly until their scolding wives firmly grabbed their ears, making them cry out in belated pain.
As the instigator, Ren Mengzhen felt not the slightest guilt, and walked into an inn with a light step and a smile on her lips amid the reluctant gazes of the street vendors.
That evening, the inn was overcrowded.
"Miss, I am Ying Xiong, the Young Sect Leader of the Purple Beauty Sect. May I have the honor of dining with you this evening?"
