Everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Wen and the enchanting woman. Mo Wen cried out bitterly inside. It was a battle between two women, but the flames of their war had reached him. This woman clearly had no intention of letting him go.
Tang Zhizhi also looked at Mo Wen in astonishment. Could this really be happening? Did her employer actually have such charm? Could suave and handsome actually be used to describe him? She was stunned and confounded by this female foreigner's unpredictable behavior.
"Can you do it? Can you defeat me on the battlefield like a man? I like you. Can you do this small favor for me?" the enchanting woman said as she looked at Mo Wen with eyes seeking pity and a doleful look on her face.