Ling Chen had not yet spoken when Zi Ling'er grabbed his left hand and said, "Young Master Ling, there's no need to bother with him."
Without further ado, Zi Ling'er pulled Ling Chen away towards the distance.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, Qin Fei's smile instantly froze on his face.
He thought he had been totally open with Zi Ling'er, but she had never shown him a good face. And now, she was pulling another man's hand right in front of him?
"Kid, let go of my hand!"
Qin Fei said coldly.
He didn't dare to shout at Zi Ling'er, but he didn't care much for a newcomer.
He remembered the way Zi Ling'er addressed Ling Chen.
Within the Great Xia Dynasty, there was no major power bearing the surname Ling.
After all, he was a Noble Family's Young Master, and his cultivation had even reached the early stages of the third layer of the Primordial Pill Realm.
Whether in terms of social status or strength, he should be far superior to this detestable fellow.
