Huo Fengjiao naturally knew that falling into Lin Feng's hands would likely mean a dire fate.
She struggled to think of a way to free herself.
But now, where was there an escape?
For a moment, her mind was in utter chaos.
Lin Feng looked at Huo Fengjiao and said indifferently, "Did you never imagine falling into my hands? Now that you have, tell me, how should I deal with you?"
Huo Fengjiao's face turned pale, but she didn't speak.
Lin Feng walked over and pinched Huo Fengjiao's snowy chin, making her look at him.
"Scoundrel, let me go..."
Huo Fengjiao struggled.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "You really are beautiful, perhaps even more charming than Dantai Xiyu."
Seeing the intense look that flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, Huo Fengjiao's pretty face subtly changed as she seemed to guess what Lin Feng was thinking.
Huo Fengjiao hastily said, "How about we make a deal?"
"What kind of deal?"
Lin Feng asked.
