บท 1619: Feather People

Seeing these five men and five women do it, he could not help but feel quite indignant. They were doing such things in broad daylight without any shame; Zhao Fu felt that he had to stop them.

Clang, clang, clang…

Zhao Fu stretched out his hand and the golden pupil in his left eye quickly spun. The five pairs of lovers were caught off-guard and were bound up by chains, and they were suspended in the air.

The ten people's expression fell, not understanding what was going on.

Zhao Fu walked out from the side and looked at the five women suspended in the air. No matter if it was their figures or their looks, they were all exquisite beauties. Now that their bodies were all exposed to Zhao Fu, he could not help but react.

A handsome-looking young man furiously said, "Who are you? Why have you bound us up? Do you know who I am? I'm the Young Lord of the Feather people, so hurry up and let us go."