The dwarf old man reacted like a startled bird, extremely quick.
This sudden turn of events left Xiao Lingqiu stunned, her astonished gaze fixed tightly on the other party, unable to understand why they had abruptly retreated.
"What's wrong, Dong Gua?"
Tudan Wuxu was even more puzzled, utterly bemused.
Soon after, the man saw three beautiful women approaching.
The most eye-catching one was the woman walking in the center, clad in a golden dress. The hem of the dress seemed to shimmer with flowing light, her entire being radiating an enchanting beauty that took one's breath away.
Tudan Wuxu stared dumbfounded: "Did a Fairy fall from the heavens?"
Swallowing his saliva, he immediately rushed forward excitedly: "Miss, I am Tudan..."
"Young master, don't!"
The dwarf old man's expression suddenly changed, his sunken eyes bursting with urgency as he hurried to stop his young master. However, he was a step too late.
Bang!
Tudan Wuxu spat blood and was sent flying backward.
