"Save me," Lin Feng said. His dark eyes — wet, desperate — found her astral face. "You cannot save me? Why? Why is he so strong?!"
He coughed. The blood — fresh, red — sprayed from his mouth.
"The power boost — the Nascent Soul breakthrough — it was reckless," Lin Feng said, his voice cracking. "I shouldn't have — it could have destroyed my body — but he — he TOUCHED my woman — he put his mouth on her — her —" His fists pounded the stone floor. "HOW DARE HE — I will kill that bastard — I will KILL him —"
The ring spirit — the woman in the astral bikini — looked down at him. Her beautiful face held an expression that was — complicated. Frustration. Concern. And beneath it — calculation. The cold, assessing gaze of a being who was evaluating her investment.
