Chu Feng's eyes were burning brightly with pale golden color. He was prepared to head to the qilin's former lair!
Before taking action, he cleared away the traces of battle at the scene.
"What a fraudulent era. Even saintesses can be fake. They're at least 50 in age, but supposedly look like 16-year-olds with breathtaking beauty and slim waists." Chu Feng complained.
He felt that, as a descender from 22 years ago, Huang Weiyue was already a grandma even if she was able to maintain her looks quite well.
He recalled that his original intentions were to capture fairies and goddesses. He had even announced that he would bring them back to warm his bed. But now, he shivered at the thought.
A 50-year-old saintess?! He would have to politely decline. If all of them were people from that generation, he wouldn't capture any even if he were beaten to death and would instead just run away.
"This is fraud!"
