Young Master Jun's mind short-circuited upon hearing this absolute beauty speaking the words of a hooligan. Is… this still that gentle and sweet-tempered Miao Xiaomiao? Who is this? This is a little too shrewish, ah?!
In an instant, Young Master Jun felt like he had turned into a young woman, and there was a mountain bandit right before him, waving his chopper and arranging her as he pleased, announcing her fate that she now belonged to him…
"This world is really bizarre ah…" Young Master Jun rubbed his nose as he laughed bitterly. He noticed that since he came into Misty Illusory Manor, he had been rubbing his nose a lot more than usual…
"It's not early… We really should make a move…" Jun Moxie looked at the black robed man. A huge puddle of fresh blood had formed under him. The injury that had penetrated right through him was definitely not light.
