Behind him, he heard comments like "so handsome, such a tall stature," "Mr. Bunny," "what a pity," followed by a burst of crisp laughter. Wang Anfeng didn't have time to ponder what they meant, he just stretched his long legs and ran swiftly.
A moment later, he left behind the seven-story tall, rather luxurious "Fragrance Pavilion." Only after taking a long breath, he found beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and his mind was exhausted. Regrefully, it was even more strenuous than fighting a few rounds with a Fourth Rank Martial Artist. At this point, he felt a sense of helplessness and mocked himself internally.
His master said, women are like tigers, there are good people and bad people, and women can also be good women or women like tigers.
However, what does "eyes like a tiger watching its prey" mean? This time, he truly understood.
