Peach Lady flirted with the Mu Family's Martial Artists, giggling, "If you want to sleep with me, you have to listen to me."
"Peach Lady, we will listen to you," the elite of the Mu family drooled, nodding their heads eagerly.
Peach Lady glanced at Mo Huasong with triumph, "See, handsome, they all listen to me now. Why don't you follow me too? And you, Mu En. Even though you're not exactly a man, I can turn you into an elixir that greatly enhances strength, boosting my martial arts."
Thinking of possibly advancing her martial arts to the later stage of the grandmaster realm, Peach Lady felt a warm thrill inside.
Mo Huasong found it strange. Although Peach Lady was stark naked, he didn't feel aroused at all.
"You're already past your prime, yet you're still trying to act cute. Don't you feel embarrassed?" Mo Huasong scorned Peach Lady. "Prepare to die."
