Xuan Ming stepped forward and said, "If Miss Lei has nothing else, we'll head up first."
"You're not going anywhere!" Lei Yan reached out to block their path, looking at Duan Yunfei, she said, "I can share him with her as a husband; I'll be the senior wife and she'll be the junior. How about that?"
Duan Yunfei's face darkened. If not for his intense restraint, he would have drawn his Feihong Sword on the spot.
Shen Qinglan motioned for Xuan Ming to step back. She stepped forward two paces, with a semi-smile, and said, "Miss Lei, can't you see that he dislikes you?"
"You're in no position to talk to me," Lei Yan snorted coldly, "I absolutely hate women like you who can't do anything but use your looks to trick people into thinking you're sweet and innocent."
"Oh?" Shen Qinglan raised an eyebrow, "So, Miss Lei, in what ways do you think you're better than me? Height? Strength? Or more flesh?"
