Obviously, Yemo Luoye and the people surrounding her turned quite nervous.
Yemo Luoye instinctively sensed the bad intention held by the few silver-table-zone Yu Clan young men. She was just like a rabbit which discovered its natural enemies once it saw their shadows flashing on the ground.
Surrounding her were the people from the twelve families in power in Yu Dynasty. The twelve families in power had become a community with a common figure. Therefore, at the moment, they had no choice but stand together side by side, and combine their powers to defend themselves from the storm. The beautiful Yemo Luoye attracted too many lascivious men, which would be a huge trouble to this small community.
Ji Hao looked at the few silver-table-zone Yu Clan young men with interest, who were clearly a little drunk. Their faces were blushed, and even their nostrils were expanded a little. 'Go, go… Harass Yemo Luoye, go bring troubles to the twelve families in power!' Ji Hao wished so.