The other Masters of the Sacred Lands also had looks of surprise or astonishment in their eyes, and even Zhao Xuehua, the Saint Master of the Celestial Talisman Sacred Land, seemed a bit regretful.
They said no more and were about to turn away with their Saintesses from their sects.
"Hey!"
At that moment, Xia Feng took a deep breath, and this boy opened his mouth and shouted with all his might at the ten figures in the sky.
"Even if you don't acknowledge me now, it doesn't matter, but I am determined to marry the Ten Great Saintesses!"
"I, Xia Feng, may not be in your eyes now, but give me time, and I will shock you all!"
"And you all! Next time we meet, you don't need to come for me. I will quickly improve my strength, and then bring a betrothal gift, and openly marry you from your Top Grade Sacred Lands!"
"Foolish dreaming." Chen Zhongming turned his head and sneered, as if looking at an idiot, then took the teary-eyed Wang Yuwei and disappeared into the void.
