"Yuxian, stop!" Yi Hongchen smiled and waved his hand. Immediately, Zhu Yuxian withdrew the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and with a clang, the Immortal Sword returned to its sheath. Wearing an indifferent expression, she clasped her hands in salute.
"Zhu Yuxian, greets the master."
Lu Chengfeng's face didn't look too well, "Sister, treating my master like this isn't right!"
Yi Hongchen's face was also a bit unpleasant, the Immortal Light on his body flickered, directly flicking the man's hand away. This guy was really bold, doing as he pleased in front of others, did he really think he was dealing with those brothel women?
"Hmph, you'd better behave yourself. If you provoke me, don't blame me for being rude..."
Although Lu Chengfeng's hand was flicked away, he shamelessly continued to hug her waist from behind, "Good sister, please release my master, and I will serve you well..."
