Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 162: A Needy Good-for-nothing (26)
Translator: asassin
The two top-level practitioners don’t see Ah Zhao as a threat at all when they rush towards her.

Ah Zhao slaps them on the wall with two brief moves of her hand.

Seeing that, Feng Lin Lang is taken by fear and wants to step back instinctively. When she finds that she couldn’t move at all, she sees that the woman in the grey cloak is already standing in front of her.

Reaching a hand out of her cloak, Ah Zhao lifts Feng Lin Lang’s chin.

Her hand is beautiful but a little cold because of the nature of her body and the skills she practices. Feng Lin Lang only feels her chin is touched by snow and ice which gives her a chill from the surface of her skin to the bottom of her heart.

After watching her closely, Ah Zhao let her go with a sigh.

Feng Lin Lang pretends to be calm: “What are you looking at?”

Ah Zhao shrugs: “Your appearance, of course. I always have pity for beauties. If you are beautiful enough, it is okay if you offend me a little. But…”

She sighs softly: “You are a little ugly which leaves me no choice but to beat you up.”

Once again, Ah Zhao reaches out her hands. Feng Lin Lang only feels coldness rise in her heart. Without demur, she takes out all the protection spiritual-wares she has. The next moment, an unstoppable wind comes at her and sends her flying.

She hits something from behind, then she is consumed by a severe pain and passes out.

“Can’t even withstand a single blow.” Ah Zhao sighs.

She wants to say something and stops herself with resignation when she hears a faint thunder.

Turning around, she glances at those elders of Gu Family who are stupefied by this turn of event.

Having seen her send two top-level practitioners flying so easily, those elders take a step back in unison when they are glanced by her.

They couldn’t afford to piss her off.

Ah Zhao is very happy about that. She turns to Gu Hao: “Shall we leave?”

Gu Hao nods.

The two of them are about to leave when Lord Gu Ming musters the courage to open his mouth: “Master Gu Hao!”

Gu Hao stops.

Lord Gu Ming raises his voice: “You are the young master of the direct line of Gu Clan.”

Just now, Lord Gu Ming has sensed a strong power from Gu Hao.

This young master isn’t a good-for-nothing but an absolute genius!

A person like him will propel Gu Glan to a higher lever in the future.

Gu Hao turns gloomy. He is about to speak when Ah Zhao tugs at his sleeve and shakes her head.

She sneers: “Well, does the Gu Clan intend to take him away from me?”

Those elders of Gu Clan: “…”

Lord Gu Ming shakes his head with unwillingly: “I won’t dare to do that. Take him if you want to, Senior one.”

Ah Zhao says coldly: “Gu Hao belongs to me now. He doesn’t have anything to do with Gu Clan from now on. Do you understand?”

Those elders of Gu Family nod bitterly.

Ah Zhao and Gu Hao leave Gu Clan without further trouble.

When they reach an abandoned small alley, Gu Hao suddenly stops.

Ah Zhao is puzzled. Gu Hao pulls slightly at her sleeve.

“Senior Zhao, do you mean it when you say that I belong to you?” Gu Hao blinks his eyes and looks at her with concentration.

He is, he is way too handsome! Ah Zhao thinks to herself.

However, she doesn’t answer him.

Something more outrageous follows.

Gu Hao suddenly gets close to her and bites softly at her lip.

“I’ve figured something out just now.” He sighs lightly.

Then he closes his eyes.

Senior one won’t beat me to death, will she?