"Oh, what a handsome young man. You're coming up on stage to spar with your sister, aren't you afraid that I might not hold back and end up beating you to death?" Hua Tianfeng teased Lin Zifeng with a playful squint.
Hua Tianfeng was very beautiful, with an alluring charm and a distinctly attractive figure, attracting even Lin Zifeng, a man who's seen countless beauties, to take an extra glance.
In general, powerful cultivators were rare enough, and those who were powerful as well as good-looking were even rarer.
Lin Zifeng nodded, touched his nose, and grinned: "Afraid, huh? How about this, sister, just let your little brother have his moment to show off a bit." Lin Zifeng watched her with a gentle smile and continued, "Sister, take it easy on me."
"Oh, little brother, we'll have to see if you have the skills for that." Hua Tianfeng chuckled softly, her eyes narrowing. From her perspective, both in terms of appearance and vibe, Lin Zifeng seemed like a weakling.
