He Yanglei felt as if he was caught between a mountain and three tigresses, and his heart could barely hold out. Was this how he would die? The thought of dying at the hands of a beauty wasn't too bad, if only it was in a warm bed, in her loving embrace, not on this dastardly planet!
"Oh? Seems like you have a few foxes hunting you. You must be popular with the ladies, huh? What's your secret?" The white-robed cultivator chuckled, clearly amused by this situation. However, the undertone of greed and desire was laced in every syllable. Those blood-red eyes beneath his hood were like an ocean of flowing, hot blood. It tainted the very air it looked at with a bloody scent.
It was difficult to discern the figure's facial features, as there seemed to be a potent concealment formation beneath the hood, obscuring both visual and spiritual senses. Those malevolent, bloody eyes of his surreptitiously inspected the trio's figures.
Usually, this type of scene is done by men in various anime.
Tch. I enjoyed writings scene.
(9/10).