Shangguan Linlang's words made Fo Li pause, but a bewitching smile appeared on his face, pale as paper.
Soon, Fo Li left the Underground Palace.
As he walked out of the Underground Palace, Fo Li suddenly felt his legs go weak. If he hadn't propped himself up against the wall in time, the once mighty Alliance Leader of the Mansion might have fallen to the ground without any dignity.
Sweat was already forming in fine beads on Fo Li's forehead.
His face looked ghastly pale, like a ghost.
Waves of severe pain surged through his body. Fo Li felt like his vision was blacking out, and laughed at himself inwardly. So, saving a beauty isn't as easy as it seems, huh?
How can it be so easy to show off?
Without any real strength, it's truly hard to appear 'bold and confident' in front of a beauty.
Fo Li waited for the discomfort in his body to pass. Only then did he wipe the sweat from his forehead.
He covered his chest with his hand, his brow furrowed tightly.
