The Proposal (3)

"He is not the right man for you, which is why I have brought you here."

He made a good point. Gu Xijiu could not think of anything to argue with him at the moment.

Little did she know that he would seize the window of opportunity to grab her hands. "Little Jiu."

"Splash! Bam!" Meng Wuya was thrown into a thermal pool nearby with a splash.

Shocked, Meng Wuya emerged from the water and looked at Gu Xijiu in utter disbelief. "Little Jiu..."

She literally threw him out, overarm. Even Gu Xijiu herself was bewildered by her quick reaction. She had not put much thought into her decision. Innocently, she blinked her eyes at him and said, "My prince, are you all right?"

"Great Kung Fu, Little Jiu." Meng Wuya had to admit it.

Not even a Great Deity could send him across the air so easily, even though he was unprepared. How could a lady with the strength of a Golden Immortal throw him out so effortlessly?