Si Yue hadn't yet recovered from the shock. She had imagined a fierce battle, possibly even demolishing the entire City Lord Mansion, but she hadn't expected it to be resolved so easily.
What kind of divine artifact was Tang Feng holding? It was extraordinarily powerful.
So powerful that it made her heart flutter uncontrollably.
Life should be this strong. A man like him exudes the charm of a true powerhouse from head to toe.
Whether a woman's heart is moved often depends on the kind of man she encounters.
Of course, being moved doesn't necessarily mean they'd end up together. It was clear that Tang Feng harbored no romantic feelings for her.
Tang Feng might kindly intervene for the women's sake, perhaps out of a tender-hearted sympathy.
Still, he had already steeled his heart. Not even the most beautiful woman could easily sway him, and for the moment, Si Yue wasn't his type.
The women around him were all exceptional, none inferior to her.
