Atop the hill covered in lush grass, figures flickered.
At this moment, on this hill, everyone's gaze was directed at Dao Xiaoyao.
The latter's methods previously had shocked quite a few people.
At the same time, their contempt for Qin Chen only grew.
The looks they gave to Qin Chen contained a hint of seeing a toy boy.
Many people were puzzled as to why Dao Xiaoyao, so beautiful and strong, would follow such a 'useless' man.
"Today has indeed been an eye-opener," said one.
"Usually, it's the man who stands in front of the woman, but who would have thought, today, it's the other way around."
A voice tinged with sarcasm spoke. The one talking was a slightly plump woman, dressed in honey-colored flowing garments adorned with flying flowers, and though she was fairly good-looking, she was far inferior to Dao Xiaoyao or Huaa Ruoran.
On the hill, as the woman spoke, nearly all the women looked at Qin Chen with thick disdain.
A hint of arrogance appeared on their faces.
