The juice of the fruit was in Feng Wu's possession and all she had to do was get the hell out of here!
However, Feng Xun was gripping her wrist hard to try and keep her safe, so tight that blue veins popped up on the back of his hand.
Feng Wu stared at Feng Xun with her limpid, bright eyes, the look in them indecipherable…
Feng Xun still had no idea that she had removed the juice from the fruit.
Yu Mingye was steadily losing ground against Jun Linyuan. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Feng Wu, whose wrist was in Feng Xun's grip. Yu Mingye's face turned livid immediately!
The ugly girl was his woman!
How dare Feng Xun hold her hand!
How dare he!
Yu Mingye called out a command to the head of the elders, who had rushed to his aid, "Go over there!"
Seeing that his young master was losing out to Jun Linyuan, the head of the elders shook his head in resignation, but still turned around and charged at Feng Xun!
