The atmosphere at the banquet instantly fell silent, and seeing the situation wasn't right, Xue Wu quickly said:
"Brother Qin, my apologies, my brother is drunk."
"I'm not drunk!"
Xue Wen coldly looked at Qin Gengyun: "Junior Sister Qiu is a genius of the Cyan Lotus Sect, always with high standards, never close with any male cultivator, yet she's willing to marry Taoist Friend Qin. There must be something extraordinary about Taoist Friend Qin?"
"This..."
Xue Wen's words inexplicably made Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe recall something. The couple exchanged glances, with a bit of indescribable ambiguity in their eyes.
Especially Qiu Zhihe, who had also drunk quite a lot, her pretty face blushing, her beautiful eyes shimmering like spring water, and she coquettishly glared at her husband.
This scene fell into Xue Wen's eyes, making his heart even more sour and resentful.
I'm challenging you, yet you're busy flirting with the Saintess?
Excessive!
Bam!
