NOVEL NEXT If Gu Hao is willing to, he’ll have one hundred methods to take or dodge that gold bell.
But when he sees Feng Lin Lang throw it at him, he suddenly changes his mind.
What use does he have for something that has been carried around by such a woman?
He hates it.
Therefore, in face of that gold bell that bears down menacingly on him, he lowers his head slightly, hiding from that blow at his face and letting it get his hood down and smash on the wall behind him.
Better let a thing he has no use for destroy.
He looks up and glances at Feng Lin Lang calmly.
That look is as cold as an ice pool that hasn’t been visited for hundreds of thousands of years. Without any intention to hurt, it still let one’s heart sink.
Feng Lin Lang returns to herself because of that look.
She looks at Gu Hao with a complex expression: “You…”
And she isn’t able to say anything else for a good while.
She wants to ask him why he doesn’t revel his true features since he isn’t ugly to look at.
She wants to say to him why not show the world as he is.
Then what?
Will she not break off their engagement because of that?
No, she won’t.
Feng Lin Lang comforts herself that he is just another good-looking loser. On this Land of God of War, a good-looking guy without power is nothing. He’ll no doubt end up a toy of someone else.
She doesn’t regret it at all!
However, Gu Hao doesn’t even pay her any attention. He turns to Ah Zhao. “Senior one, it’s over. Shall we go now?”
Ah Zhao looks at Feng Lin Lang with a little disappointment.
How dare such an ugly and weak woman dislike Gu Hao?
Who gives her the confidence and courage?
Right now, hearing from Gu Hao, she finds it indeed boring to stay so she nods. The two of them turns to leave.
Seeing that the two act as if no one else were present and totally ignore her, Feng Lin Lang feels a lump at her throat.
With another glance, aware that they are about to leave, she suddenly calls out loud: “Stop! Who gives you the permission to leave?”
She looks at Gu Hao, then glares at Ah Zhao.
She is right. Gu Hao is beyond gentle when he talks to the woman in grey clock, a distinct difference from the way he talks to her.
She points at Ah Zhao: “Gu Hao, is she your woman? It seems to me that you want to break off this engagement so much because you’ve got someone already.”
She knows that she is making trouble without reason but she can’t be happy if she doesn’t vent out her anger.
Besides, what does it matter if she is deliberately provocative?
A loser, an ordinary-looking woman, and a room full of elders of Gu Family who don’t even dare to talk back to her family.
She has the power to be arrogant and despotic.
However, the cold sneer that Feng Lin Lang has on her face turns into a big shock soon enough
because Gu Hao has turned around, his perfectly handsome face expressionless as he gives her a death stare and he speaks one word after another: “Who allows you to point at her? Who are you to criticize her?”
As he speaks, the air around him surges upward and his spirit power roars towards Feng Lin Lang like maddening torrents.
The practitioners behind Feng Lin Lang sense that something is wrong and hurriedly walk forward however, they are still a step late.
Puff! Forced by that power, Feng Lin Lang spits a mouthful of blood right away and her face turns ghastly pale.
However, right now she doesn’t care about her injury, her eyes fixed on Gu Hao: “You, you are not a good-for-nothing?”