"Who is this Xiyue? Why is Master Ling willing to be her male companion?"
"I have seen Xi Yue in Tianyi Valley before. Although she has delicate features, she is not necessarily prettier than the other female cultivators on the stage. How did she win the favor of Master Ling?"
"Have you forgotten something?" Someone suddenly remembered something. "A few months ago at the Soul Refining Arena, the last challenge that Master Ling accepted. People who often visit the Soul Refining Arena should have seen that footage, right?"
"Ah! Now that you mention it, Xi Yue and 007 who challenged Zero really look the same! That challenge surprised everyone. Master Zero... kissed 007 in front of tens of thousands of people... I thought Master Zero liked men, but it turns out 007 is Xi Yue, a woman dressed as a man!"
"Oh, does that mean that Master Ling and Xiyue are definitely in a relationship? Doesn't that mean we are all hopeless? But what makes Xiyue so special? Judging from her family background and appearance, how can she compare to other female cultivators? Why did Master Ling choose her?"
"That's right, Xiyue is not worthy of Master Ling at all?!"
On and off the stage, the voices of female practitioners making sarcastic remarks could be heard everywhere.
Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard by Xiyue.
In addition, since Ji Mingyu appeared, Yun Feifei had been wanting to glue her eyes to him with such burning desire, and the hateful look in her eyes when she looked at her, Xi Yue felt more and more unhappy.
She looked up at the man, raised her lips and smiled, "I never thought my Yu would be so popular. How does it feel to be adored and worshipped by so many people?"
Ji Mingyu looked down at her. With his good hearing, he naturally heard what the people below said, "Xi Yue is not worthy of him."
I felt both happy and angry.
He was pleased to see Xier being so jealous and caring about him. He could never get enough of seeing her in his lifetime.
What made him infuriating was that everyone in the square was so bold that they dared to make up stories about Ji Mingyu's woman.
Just as the quarrel continued, Ji Mingyu suddenly lowered his head and kissed Xi Yue's lips through the mask.
The hand that was originally loosely wrapped around her slender waist suddenly tightened, pressing her tightly in his arms.
The cloth was torn from clothes and was not thin, otherwise it would not have covered Xiyue's face.
However, even through such a thick cloth, Xi Yue could still feel the man's scorching heat, as if it was going to melt her.
This was not the first time she and Ji Mingyu kissed, but it was never like this time. Her heart was pounding, her blood was racing, and she felt nervous, shy, excited, happy, and angry. All these emotions mixed together and she almost lost her composure in public.
The whole audience was silent.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene.
After a long while, Ji Mingyu finally let go of Xi Yue. His cold black eyes, which seemed to be dripping with ice, swept over everyone present. "You said that Xi Yue is not worthy of me? If you have the guts, say it again?"
There was total silence below, and no matter whether they were people with high or low cultivation levels, they were all silent.
Some people who had just slandered Xi Yue in a particularly cheerful manner now felt cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.
Xi Yue's face turned red as if water could drip out, and she pinched Ji Mingyu hard in secret.
This bastard, he didn't even realize what kind of occasion it was, he actually...actually did this in public. (To be continued)