“Your concubine?” An Nanjing gazed at him while seeming to be no sure of what he said, and she asked once more in a drawn-out voice. Her voice was extremely calm, and it was like she was talking with a friend.

Luo Feng nodded while the burning desire in his eyes seemed material. He said, “You were bound to be mine since the moment I saw you. No matter which sect you’re from, I’ll definitely get you!” His voice was filled with heroic spirit, and it was extremely resolute.

An Nanjing’s appearance wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, and it could only be considered to be superior. However, her composed and confident bearing was unique. It was exactly that bearing which made her possess unparalleled charm, and such charm was sufficient to move the heart of any man.

However, when they thought about An Nanjing’s natural talent and strength, the countless tempted profounders in the surroundings felt deep helplessness and inferiority! Because if it was in terms of strength and natural talent, then Yang Ye...