"Speak, what do you really want!"
Listening to the cries of battle from the Supreme Sect, Qingcheng's delicate eyebrows knitted together, filled with anxiety.
Qin Feng then said, "I don't want anything, it's just… I'm in a really difficult position!"
"Money? I can give you all the wealth of the Red Fire Palace!" Qingcheng said earnestly.
"No, I don't need money," Qin Feng replied.
"Then do you want… power?" Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry, as long as you can save me and help me preserve the Red Fire Palace, you will have a place here. These are my words!"
"No, I don't want any of that," Qin Feng shook his head again.
"..."
At this moment, Qingcheng's eyebrows were tightly furrowed as she stared at him and then said, "Then do you want… women?"
A man's desires are nothing beyond three types:
Money!
Power!
Women!
Since it was neither of the first two, Qingcheng could only think of the third, women!
And deep down, she also began to feel nervous.
