After only a few steps, Xu Jiao felt a terrible power coming from oppression. Her heart was beating wildly, and her eyes were twinkling, revealing the color of terror.

"Your original intention is just to practice, in this case, I will give you, why do you argue with such a weak woman who has no power to tie the chicken?"

Xu Jiao has a reluctant smile on her face, and her eyes are alluring. She wants to lure Ye Dun with her own beauty, but she overestimates her appearance after all. Ye Dun keeps pace and is not tempted by it at all.

"The reason why you give in is...