"I am afraid I am not that tolerant." Shen Yanxiao snorted with contempt. She headed toward that crowd with Lan Fengli and the two Phoenixes.
Those people were transporting obsidian by the truckload, and a handsome young man of considerable status stood at the mouth of the cave as he directed the men.
"What are you doing?" A pleasant female voice leaped into the young man's ears. He turned around and saw Shen Yanxiao, who had suddenly appeared not far from him.
He gasped when he saw her.
She had such a delicate face as if it had been carved from white jade and such rosy lips that looked so alluring that she did not need to apply any lip color. Her crystal-clear eyes also seemed like they could speak. She fascinated him.
Why would such a charmingly beautiful girl go to the Forsaken Land?
For a moment, the young man lost himself in her beauty. He never knew that such a breathtakingly gorgeous lady could exist in the world!
