The group of Central Plains people gradually left. Feng Yue, who was standing on the spot, asked Feng Xun indignantly, "Brother, what should we do?"
They thought of many ways, but they could not take down Chu Tianbao.
Feng Xun looked around and his gaze landed on the disappointed Syrian men who did not receive a response from Bai Wutong. Suddenly, he had an idea.
If forcefully capturing someone didn't work, he would use a honey trap to make him fall head over heels and volunteer to serve the Heavenly Wolf Army.
However, the woman beside Chu Tianbao was a one-in-a-million beauty.
If a women was to catch his eye, she would probably have to be a top beauty.
Suddenly, he looked at his sister's face again.
With her beautiful features, golden eyes, and seductive aura, no man could resist her taking the initiative to express her goodwill.
Feng Xun's lips curled. "I have an idea."
Feng Yue asked excitedly, "What way?"
