Shui Rou remained in the courtyard, hospitably greeting the neighbors, much like the lady of the manor.
She occasionally glanced at Yang Fei, her eyes quickly shifting away.
However, the blush and satisfied smile on her cheeks showed the sweet mood of the girl.
Xiao Xuanya watched on the side as Yang Fei boasted proudly.
He spoke of how he dealt with the martial arts master of Qianji Style, how he conquered them with virtue, and finally, the story of how Jingtian Xiongyi, the Qianji Style Dojo Master, worshiped him.
She couldn't help but laugh.
This guy surely has strong fists, but conquering with virtue? That's just him fooling these honest and kind townsfolk.
The crowd listened in rapture, their eyes on Yang Fei shifting from respect to worship.
Innumerable young girls gazed at him with watery eyes, filled with tender affection.
After bragging for a while, Yang Fei finally sent away a large number of fans with the help of Xiao Xuanya and Shui Rou.
