Wandering the Streets With Gu Bailu

"No, I didn't say anything." Gu Bailu looked back. You can't blame me for not trying to save you; the man's too dreadful.

She feared that she would get herself killed if she said anything more.

Feng Qingtian looked like a lion licking its wounds; he would kill anyone who touched him.

Why was he wounded? Because he had to abandon the beauty?

Feng Qingtian held Gu Bailu as he left the house, and the crowd outside was still there.

Many children were laughing and asking for gifts. The Wang family had been particularly generous.

Feng Qingtian walked down the stairs proudly and coldly, scaring everyone around them.

Immediately, the atmosphere froze. Everybody fell to their knees.

"We're honored to see you, Prince Zi."

Feng Qingtian glanced at the candies and fruits, and blew them as well as the people around them dozens of meters away.