Jiang Chen waited until the members of the Flying Eagle Mercenary Corps had left before shaking the blood from his blade.
With a flash of light, the Cloud Mist Sword vanished.
At that moment, Murong Xiangming was still holding onto Jiang Chen's arm, a smile on her face.
"You..."
Jiang Chen looked at Murong Xiangming with a hint of exasperation.
"They're all gone now. Shouldn't you let go?"
Only then did Murong Xiangming slowly release Jiang Chen's arm.
She chuckled lightly. "What, do you think you're getting the short end of the stick by being my husband?"
"I'm not just anyone, you know. I'm telling you, don't act like you're the one being wronged after taking advantage of me."
It was obvious Murong Xiangming had just been joking.
Jiang Chen shook his head.
"I have a wife. You shouldn't make these kinds of jokes."
"I'm not a casual person, either."
He thought of the Orchid Fairy.
