"A beautiful flower has an owner?"
The pompous young man was furious and turned to look at Wu Tian and the others. Upon seeing their cheap attire, he sneered dismissively.
He then said to Qin Yuhan, Daji, and Miaoshan, "Ladies, just look at the men beside you. They're from poor families; how can they give you happiness?"
"I'm different, though. I'm the son of the City Lord and will inherit this Human City in the future."
"Those men from poor families, how can they possibly be worthy of you? Only I..."
Before he finished speaking,
Wu Tian gave Dao Feng a glance, and Dao Feng slapped him directly,
"Slap!"
The pompous young man, who was only Ninth Grade Foundation Establishment, was instantly sent flying away,
"You insolent fool, how dare you flirt with the woman of our Sect Leader?"
"What City Lord's son?"
"Not even worth mentioning."
"Think about it, who were the people Wu Tian used to kill?"
"This pompous young man,
Is just about the same."
"Hiss—"
