Following Qin Xi and Mo Tiange's departure, the forest seemed to have sunk into silence.
Lei Dongqing stroked his bald head, looking at Daoist Kumu. "What's going on with Qin Shoujing? He wasn't so kind before."
Madam Feng sneered, "I'm afraid he harbors some other thoughts towards this junior martial sister of his. This is indeed unexpected—Qin Shoujing also lived to see this day!"
"Feng Woman!" Lei Dongqing cast her a sideways glance. "Are you perhaps unconvinced because you failed to seduce him?"
Madam Feng was still sneering. "Even if he, Qin Shoujing, has extraordinary talents, an outstanding cultivation level, and an incomparably handsome face, what does that have to do with me?"
"You're not jealous at all?" Lei Dongqing, who seemed to be paying no regard to the danger, continued to probe.
Madam Feng finally got angry. "Old Lei, scram to the side! I, this old woman, am not that senseless!"