In Oda Ryo’s vision, a woman was walking toward him.
Her black hair was elegantly tied up, mature and stunning, with a lazy charm between her brows.
Although she was wearing a black down jacket, it couldn’t hide her stunning figure.
Oda Ryo had never seen such a mature and beautiful woman before. His gaze was instantly attracted and he couldn’t look away, staring intently.
After a short while, a greedy and sinister smile appeared on Oda Ryo’s lips.
The woman beside him saw the expression on Oda Ryo’s face, her face instantly showing disgust, but not daring to show it too much, only cursing him repeatedly in her heart.
The mature woman walked over step by step, and Oda Ryo’s smile beca even more exaggerated. Then, he suddenly spoke: "Beauty as jade, I feel for you; one night of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
Upon hearing this, the mature woman’s lips, red like jam, also showed a smile, but it was not one of happiness, rather filled with sarcasm.
But when this smile fell into Oda Ryo’s eyes, it made his heart beat even more fiercely, with a stronger impulse to conquer her.
However, the mature woman in front of him was like a wild horse that wasn’t easily tad.
Nonetheless, this made it exciting!
"May I ask your na, beauty?" Oda Ryo said with a very gentlemanly smile.
"Your mom!" the mature woman replied smoothly.
But as soon as she spoke, the mature woman shook her head with extre distaste: "No, no, you’re from Luo Country, you’re a brat. How could I be your mom? Not to ntion being this Sect Leader’s son, even being the Sect Leader’s grandson wouldn’t be acceptable."
These words left Oda Ryo a bit puzzled. He didn’t understand what the Sect Leader bit ant, but he could tell that she was insulting him, not kindly.
In other words, using his gentlemanly side to win over the opponent was clearly impossible.
If being soft doesn’t work, then it’s ti to get hard.
"There’s no one around here. Aren’t you afraid sothing might happen, being a woman here alone?" Oda Ryo spoke again, with a subtle hint of threat in his words.
The mature woman raised her eyebrows, "An accident? You count as an accident?"
Oda Ryo grinned viciously: "I would be a big accident."
The mature woman looked puzzled: "With you?"
Oda Ryo: "Am I not worthy?"
The mature woman laughed again, flamboyant and stunningly beautiful.
"You brat think you’re sothing!" the mature woman said with a hint of laziness: "Alright, this Sect Leader is too lazy to waste words with you. If you don’t act, then this Sect Leader will."
Oda Ryo chuckled: "Beautiful Xuan Cang woman, you overestimate yourself. Perhaps you don’t yet know my strength. If you’re willing to surrender, I won’t crush the flower."
Mature woman: "An outsider speaking Xuan Cang’s language so fluently, aiming for postgraduate studies, huh. Forget it, I’m too lazy to waste words with you, prepare to die!" She no longer referred to herself as the Sect Leader, but directly as "old lady."
Those who knew her understood that when she spoke this way, she was truly impatient.
In fact, it was indeed so. Once the mature woman finished speaking, she took a step forward, her movents as graceful as a butterfly yet as swift as lightning, instantly appearing in front of Oda Ryo.
In an instant, the smile on Oda Ryo’s face froze.
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