Murong Fei became more determined to fulfil the wish to make Li Moying her husband.
She joyously said, "Senior Brother…. This is just too wonderful! If my father were to know about this, he would be overjoyed! With your seventh stage realm power, those West Sky Region practitioners are not a match for you. You'd definitely reign in this round's tournament! Senior Brother you…. you're really marvellous….."
As Murong Fei said these, her face started to flush a tinge of pink.
It was only in front of such a powerful man like Li Moying did she felt that she was a delicate young lady, wishing to rely on that broad chest for protection.
Murong Fei couldn't help but got a little closer.
Li Moying's brow subconsciously creased together as he took a step backwards.
"….. Senior Brother?" Murong Fei didn't expect him to move away from her as she was stunned momentarily and her face expressed a sense of hurt.
