The Blood Tribe (3)

Meng Fusheng thought that the anxious looks on the faces of Linghe and company were because they feared the Blood Tribe's reputation. As such, he ignored them and turned his attention back to Ji Fengyan. He smiled. "This lady looks very unfamiliar. I guess you have not been in Fu Guang City for long?"

Ji Fengyan looked up at Meng Fusheng with a slight smile.

"I just arrived today."

"Oh? Seeing as you just arrived, why are you looking for me?" Meng Fusheng asked amicably.

There were very few females in the Free Valley. In terms of fighting abilities, their skills were seldom a match for the savage men here. The smart ones would immediately seek a powerful protector, offering her body in return for the protection.