Shen Qiang's words were powerful and resounding. The talented young beauty Kang Luoying, holding a heavy sword, upon hearing them, not only blushed slightly but also looked up at Shen Qiang with increasing admiration, reverence, and shyness.
"So... he said thinking of attacking me is like harming his family, uh... does he take me as family? Suddenly, I feel so shy!"
The heavy sword in the young beauty Kang Luoying's hand inexplicably gleamed a bit brighter.
Almost simultaneously, clearly witnessing Kang Luoying's bashfulness, Zuo Lianghao's eyes grew colder, and his mood became inexplicably irritable.