Shen Qiang smiled, watching Qi Meng with her captivating eyes, as she left accompanied by fragrant wind, her enchanting silhouette swaying with grace as her short, tight skirt and black fishnet stockings contrasted against the night lighting with mere traces of snow white, the slender high heels with their elegant curves, and the long slightly curled hair dancing in the wind, increasingly vibrant and lively.
"What a beautiful woman." The leader of the Illusion Demolition Group beside Shen Qiang sighed softly, "But as the saying goes, beauty is a curse, Shen Qiang, it's better not to get too involved, otherwise, I think that roaring young man won't let you off."
Shen Qiang smiled, looked sideways at the Illusion Demolition Group leader, and said calmly, "Do you think I'm the type of person who gets scared off by a few threats and doesn't dare to go forward?"
The Illusion Demolition Group leader chuckled, "The task was completed well, we should head back."
