Ling Feng was really annoyed with that Murong Zining, so he had to make his words clear. Only then did he, together with Tuoba Yan, move into an inn in front.
Murong Zining stood there in a daze, clenching her pink fists tightly, her face feeling a hot flush.
It was all because of that damned misunderstanding that she offended this young genius.
What frustrated her even more was that Ling Feng was not moved by her beauty at all, not even a little bit of tenderness.
This guy, is he a straight man of steel!
"Hmph, I have lowered myself so much to ask you again and again, and you give me no face at all!"
Murong Zining gritted her silver teeth, took a deep breath, and gradually restrained her anger on her face, muttering to herself: "But anyway, since he decided not to kill Murong Huang, there is still room for maneuver. Hmph, you brat, I don't believe it, sooner or later you will bow down at my feet!"
"You better remember, I'll make you beg me one day! Hmph!"
