393 Hentian Clan’s Female Young Master 5yr

Translator: Myriea_ActiasLunaEditor: Nou

"Sh*t, can we wait to fight until after I eat?"
After the white-robed youth's cry, those accompanying him all started to grow angry and curse when they realized what was going on. Some even called Fang Xing words such as "pervert" and "lecher" while activating their weapons and spells towards him. Their battle prowess wasn't weak at all, and when some of them released their aura, it was very stable and clearly within the Golden Core Stage. Fang Xing didn't even manage to get his hands on the roasted meat before he was pushed away.
Fang Xing had no choice but to defend himself. He raised a barrier with a flick of a finger to block the attacks of numerous Flying Swords and spells, and at the same time, he jumped and threw himself towards the white-robed youth like a ghost. It was actually one of his best tricks— whenever someone wanted to attack him, he'd always go and capture the one who was most important. This was something his first uncle taught him: if you wanted to capture your e