He probably thought she was just a young woman and he would find a way to deal with her. But just as he was about to take her down, the woman turned around and kicked him fiercely.
"Hmm."
Caught off guard, Fu Beiyao let out a muffled groan as he was hit squarely.
"Okay." He chuckled, his eyes filled with interest as he looked at her.
I never imagined this woman was such a treasure.
But as soon as he spoke, the person in front of him raised her long leg and kicked again. This time, Fu Beiyao saw it, smiled amusedly, and grabbed her ankle.
As Fu Beiyao raised his hand, he lifted her foot into the air, instantly revealing a small section of fair and smooth skin on the woman's ankle.
"Fu Beiyao!"
His eyes narrowed slightly, radiating extreme danger.
At this moment, Rong Shang looked at the arrogant man in front of her, her beautiful peach blossom eyes flashing with a dark aura.
"I'm giving you a chance, let go."
If she could still win over Fu Jingchen right now, she would definitely teach that brat a lesson.
"Tsk."
This was the first time anyone had dared to speak to him like that. Fu Beiyao laughed, a dazzling and unrestrained smile.
"What if I don't let go?" He raised an eyebrow. "What will you do? Give me a beating?"
"Hehe." A sexy, seductive laugh slowly escaped from the bottom of his throat. Fu Beiyao tilted his head slightly, his deep features outlining exquisite lines. "Would you dare to hit me?"
He grabbed her ankle and pulled hard, causing the woman to lean forward.
Just as he was preparing to pull her into his arms, the woman's beautiful figure was reflected in his dark pupils the next second.
Fu Beiyao couldn't see how she made her move, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest as the woman raised her other long leg and kicked him hard in the chest.
The force was so great that even someone as diligent in martial arts as Fu Beiyao couldn't help but frown and take a step back.
As he stepped back, Rong Chang did a side somersault, and her ankle immediately broke free from his grasp.
"Do you understand now whether you're willing to let go or not?"
With a smile in her eyes, Rong raised her eyes and glanced at the man opposite her. She noticed that on his red satin robe, there was a white footprint that belonged to her on his chest.
She curled her lips into a cold laugh.
The soft moonlight fell, and the woman exuded a cold and gloomy aura.
Fu Beiyao glanced at her, his eyes seemingly showing some surprise.
But... when he looked into her beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were filled with icy coldness, his heart suddenly felt empty.
He didn't know whose memories they were, but he always felt that she shouldn't have treated him like that.
Having taken two kicks from her, Fu Beiyao's chest still ached. He clutched his chest as his men rushed out upon hearing the noise, when he suddenly raised his hand.
"Tenth Master, what happened?"
When the group saw Fu Beiyao's hand raised in mid-air, they all stopped in their tracks behind him. But at that moment, everyone's fierce and sharp gazes fell on the woman in front of them.
In that situation, if Fu Beiyao had just said he had been beaten, a group of people could have immediately rushed up and torn Rong Chang apart.
Of course, he didn't say that.
He merely raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Shang, his dark, dazzling eyes gleaming with a burning light.
His thin, lustrous lips curved slightly, a look that seemed both righteous and wicked. "I was just flirting with Miss Mu, what are you all so nervous about?"
"..."
"But Tenth Master..."
Fu Beiyao's capable assistant frowned. He clearly saw him clutching his chest, and his complexion didn't look particularly good.
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