Bloody Widow burst into an even more radiant laugh upon hearing that and said, "Horses' Fortune, are you sure you want to be my man?"
Horses' Fortune's throat bobbed slightly.
Thinking of the legends about her in Jianghu, he felt uneasy once again.
The reason why the Bloody Widow was called so,
was because she had caused the death of her man.
And not just one.
It was said that there were more than a dozen.
Each died on their wedding night.
Damn, Brother Su Chen is now a Buddha to me, what am I afraid of!
With that thought, Horses' Fortune mustered his courage and said, "What's there to fear? No matter how formidable you are, Bloody Widow, you're still just a woman!"
"Oh? Since you talk so big, why don't you come over here and let me verify that?" The Bloody Widow's smile grew even more enchanting.
She sat with one foot on the coffee table, one hand propping her chin, leaning forward to look at Horses' Fortune.
Horses' Fortune's gaze swept over the Bloody Widow.
