Lin Zhenghui's words struck a nerve as if he had touched his reverse scales, his hands clenching into fists, grinding his teeth in anger.
If it weren't for the damn rules of the Spirit Sect, he truly wanted to draw his sword and slay this arrogant fool under its blade.
"Little Brother Lin Zhenghui, I'd advise you not to offend us, or you won't even know how you die," warned two lackeys alongside Zhao Zhigang to Lin Zhenghui.
"Is courting girls a crime? Or is Luo'er your designated woman?"
Lin Zhenghui said this and pulled Luo'er into his embrace, forcefully squeezing her plump, round buttocks in front of them.
"Ouch!" Luo'er said to Lin Zhenghui, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Come on, tell me, are you his woman?" Lin Zhenghui asked as he gripped her tightly.
"No, I'm your woman!" Luo'er shook her head and replied.
They witnessed before them the pure, fairy-like Luo'er, now being treated like a plaything by Lin Zhenghui's teaching.