Seeing Feng Qing approach, Xie Long and the rest also sized her up. They couldn't say that they weren't familiar with Feng Qing because they didn't know her at all. Therefore, they were very curious about what this canary that Xie Jiuhan had raised at home as a trophy wife looked like. This was the first time the young men from the Xie family's collateral branch had come into close contact with this woman. In their eyes, the woman in front of them had a sweet appearance and a petite and cute figure. She always had a faint smile on her face, like a spring wind goddess, giving people a comfortable feeling.
Looking at Feng Qing, the youths hid their fists behind their backs. Facing such a cute and beautiful woman, they felt that they had to perform better. At least, they couldn't let the woman see their violent side.
Feng Qing said, "Isn't there a rule on the Sacred Island? You can fight among yourselves?"
