"Going home with you?"
Hearing what Huo Qian'er said, Ye Feng was completely stunned.
Had this woman lost her mind?
The two of them had only met once, yet she wanted to go home with him. She was certainly bold.
"That's right, is there a problem?"
Huo Qian'er blinked, answering with righteous confidence.
She had also realized by now that Ye Feng had simply been teasing her earlier, so she had nothing to worry about in terms of danger.
Besides, she was very curious about how Ye Feng had managed to be so formidable in combat despite his low cultivation level.
More importantly, Ye Feng could be considered her savior, and she had to repay this favor.
"As you like."
Thinking she was joking, Ye Feng didn't take her seriously and continued walking toward the Ye Clan's territory.
"Hey, wait up! This young lady's injuries haven't healed yet."
Huo Qian'er stamped her foot in frustration.
When had she ever lacked such charm that this jerk wouldn't even wait a moment for her?
"I have a name. It's Ye Feng."
Ye Feng didn't have any special thoughts about Huo Qian'er at the moment; he still preferred the gentle and obedient Su Changxi.
"Ye Feng? You're Ye Feng from the Yunhai Sect?"
Hearing this name, Huo Qian'er immediately grew interested. She hurried to quicken her pace and catch up with Ye Feng.
"Mn!"
Ye Feng nodded and replied coldly.
Back in the day, he was quite famous—at the age of eight, he was taken in as a personal disciple by an elder of the Yunhai Sect as a special exception.
"I heard others say you've been stuck in the Qi Martial Realm and couldn't break through?"
Huo Qian'er stared into Ye Feng's face with curiosity, suddenly thinking this guy was actually quite handsome.
Then she caught herself and wondered what on earth she was thinking.
"Take a guess!"
Ye Feng answered evasively without turning his head.
"I get it. Have you been compressing the spiritual power in your body all these years?"
Huo Qian'er had a flash of insight and guessed.
She had been wondering just how this guy could leap across so many realms; so that was how it was.
The more she thought about it, the more brilliant she felt she was.
Ye Feng rolled his eyes, offered no explanation, and kept walking.
And so, the two of them chatted as they walked.
After traveling for more than ten hours, they finally arrived at Qiyao City, where the Ye Clan was located, on the second day.
At the gates of Qiyao City.
Ye Feng suddenly stopped in his place. Huo Qian'er, who had been following closely behind, was looking around the city and didn't notice that Ye Feng had stopped.
The next moment!
"Ouch!"
Huo Qian'er crashed directly into Ye Feng's back, bringing the two of them into intimate contact.
"Why did you stop?"
Huo Qian'er glared angrily at Ye Feng.
Instead of answering, Ye Feng turned around and asked, "Are you sure you want to go to my house?"
"Nonsense, this young lady isn't joking with you."
Huo Qian'er put her hands on her slender waist and said haughtily.
Hearing such a definitive answer, Ye Feng's expression turned somewhat peculiar.
If he brought Huo Qian'er back to the Ye Clan just like this, wouldn't his father and grandfather assume he had abandoned Lin Ruoxue?
If that really happened, it would be rather hard to explain.
Just as Ye Feng was lost in thought, a handsome white-robed youth with chiseled features walked past him.
The white-robed youth glanced over unintentionally and happened to catch sight of Ye Feng's face.
He abruptly stopped and took a few steps back.
"Yo, isn't this our genius Ye Feng? Did you come back because Lin Ruoxue dumped you?"
The white-robed youth waved his folding fan and offered a faint, sarcastic remark.
This white-robed youth was named Fang Haoran, the young master of the Fang Clan in Qiyao City.
In Qiyao City, three major powers stood in a tripartite balance: the Ye Clan, the Fang Clan, and the Liu Family.
To vie for resources within the city, these three clans were at odds with one another.
Hearing the voice, Ye Feng looked over and discovered that the speaker was none other than Fang Haoran, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Haven't seen you in a while, and you've learned to dress like a human being."
Ye Feng evaluated him coolly, "Though I'm curious how you knew Lin Ruoxue broke off our engagement."
"You're the one who looks like a beast in human clothing! I'm now the second-ranked Outer Disciple of the Mad Lion Sect."
Fang Haoran flicked his folding fan and said proudly.
Like the Yunhai Sect, the Mad Lion Sect was a top-tier sect and power within Shengwu State.
"As for Lin Ruoxue dumping you, hehe, the whole city knows by now. You're probably the very last person to find out."
Hearing this, realization dawned on Ye Feng.
It seemed the Lin family had arrived in Qiyao City in advance to spread the news.
If that was the case, bringing Huo Qian'er back to the Ye Clan wouldn't carry any pressure at all.
Hearing their exchange, Huo Qian'er's eyes lit up slightly—there was juicy gossip surrounding this Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, why didn't you tell me you had a fiancée?"
Huo Qian'er's words immediately drew Fang Haoran's attention.
Upon seeing Huo Qian'er's face and figure, Fang Haoran's heart beat violently.
He had never seen such a breathtakingly beautiful woman, and her sultry figure instantly filled his eyes with infatuation.
Sensing Fang Haoran's gaze, Huo Qian'er knitted her delicate brows slightly, a trace of imperceptible disgust welling up in the depths of her eyes.
"Hehe, hello beauty. I am Fang Haoran of the Fang Clan, currently the second-ranked Outer Disciple of the Mad Lion Sect."
Realizing he had lost his composure, Fang Haoran adjusted his facial expression and introduced his background.
At the same time, he reached out, wanting to take hold of Huo Qian'er's soft, boneless jade hand.
Huo Qian'er completely ignored Fang Haoran. Instead, she looped her arm around Ye Feng's and acted coquettishly, "Brother Ye Feng, why didn't you tell Qian'er about your fiancée? Qian'er won't get jealous."
Ye Feng was dumbfounded by this move. What was this woman playing at?
Fang Haoran's mentality fractured somewhat at that moment. A woman ten times prettier than Lin Ruoxue had actually taken the initiative to wrap her arm around Ye Feng's.
What kind of virtue did this piece of trash Ye Feng possess to deserve this?
"Fair lady, Ye Feng is nothing more than a trash in the Qi Martial Realm. Don't be fooled by him."
Consumed by jealousy, Fang Haoran wanted to expose Ye Feng's true colors.
"I know Brother Ye Feng's strength better than you do. I'm his new fiancée, so you have no business meddling here."
Huo Qian'er hugged Ye Feng's arm even tighter.
Catching the feminine scent drifting from beside him, Ye Feng suddenly understood. Could this Huo Qian'er be trying to retaliate against him for teasing her earlier?
So she was deliberately pretending to be his fiancée in front of Fang Haoran to provoke the other man into causing trouble for him.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng didn't hold back either, directly wrapping his arm back around Huo Qian'er's slender and soft waist.
The moment his large hand pulled her waist close, he could clearly feel Huo Qian'er's delicate body tremble slightly.