Feeling the arm in his embrace tense up, Gan Yuan gently shook Huangfu Jue's arm.
"Ajue, let's go offer flowers!"
Huangfu Jue loosened his grip, and the arm-wrestling-like handshake finally came to an end.
"Excuse me!"
With a light utterance, Huangfu Jue led Gan Yuan forward with deliberate steps.
As the two walked away, Abel jeered from the side.
"Mr. Moses, you might as well save your effort. Gan Yuan is about to become a Princess Consort, and even I don't have a chance, let alone you... don't even think about it!"
Moses turned his face, "Princess Consort?!"
"Such lousy observational skills and you want to hit on women?" Abel contemptuously rolled his eyes at him, "Before hitting on a woman, you should first check whether she's wearing a wedding ring, that's common sense! Violating someone else's marriage is something God will punish you for, buddy, you better learn that!"
Paying no more attention to Moses, Abel stepped toward a young girl nearby.
