Su Yue quietly arrived at the camp, unnoticed by anyone.
Got straight to the point.
Zili was about to sacrifice her charms to seduce Su Yue.
Her leather armor seemed to barely cover her, revealing just enough to entice—a seasoned temptress.
Even though she had already borne six children, as a Fifth-Grade Martial Artist, with unparalleled beauty, no one in Dianshi City wasn't enamored by her.
Zili believed in her capabilities.
"Wearing your leather armor, in my eyes, you're just a pink-skinned pig, and I even feel like vomiting."
Without a word, Su Yue threw a tattered piece of leather armor over.
He genuinely felt nauseated.
What rubbish, trying to seduce your grandpa.
Yet Su Yue's disdain left Zili startled.
This person... is not simple.
The Yangxiang Race had a strong desire to procreate, and this man could ignore her allure; he was definitely a tough nut.
At that moment, Zili regarded Su Yue with newfound respect.
