Exhausted, Ling Feng opened the door and walked into the room. The events of the day had been too many, with Liu Tingyu and Bai Feifei, two rare women, constantly spinning in his mind.
"Ah, what should I do?" Ling Feng rubbed his head with a headache.
Although he was one of the Eight War Gods of the Underworld, he was not so liberal when it came to matters of romance! Perhaps influenced by the love and sacrifice he saw between his parents, Ling Feng was always very cautious with emotions.
"It's a pity that I only have five more years to live!" Ling Feng's mouth twitched into a bitter smile, "How could I satisfy my own feelings at the expense of your lifelong happiness?"
Looking at a family portrait of three on the wall, Ling Feng muttered to himself, "Mom and Dad, can you tell me what I should do?"
Ding dong! The doorbell rang.
