Chapter 4: Lustful Beyond Measure

This, this, this! This fairy-like young woman... she... she... she has actually! Already! Been married and had a child? It was like a bolt of lightning striking Shao Kang'an's head from the heavens, instantly shattering the long string of romantic bubbles in his heart.

Shao Kang'an's face wore an expression as if he had lost both parents, which then shifted into a look of indignant fury, as if he had been swindled.

Lie Yan was naturally unaware of the neurotic thoughts swirling in Shao Kang'an's mind; one could say that such a tiny ant had absolutely nothing to do with her.

From beginning to end, she had always possessed a solitary and cold temperament. Thus, she only gave Shao Kang'an a single glance before withdrawing her gaze. To her, people or things that did not pique her interest were nothing more than puppets on strings.

Consequently, Shao Kang'an began to feel agitated again. As the eldest young master of the Shao family in Pengcheng, he possessed a most imposing status and was accustomed to being admired by women. Lie Yan's indifferent gaze had somewhat provoked him!

Lie Yan couldn't care less what he thought. In the past, her gentleness and beauty were only revealed before that one youth. Now, her son was the most important thing in her life. Looking back at the past, all that man had left her seemed to be nothing but a trace of pure heartache.

"Let's go, son. We have the Gale Grass in hand. Once we refine the pills, we'll buy something delicious."

"Delicious, delicious!" Doubao bounced happily in Huo'er's arms, his large blue eyes gleaming with the light unique to a foodie.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Lie Yan's mouth, her smile carrying a hint of tenderness.

"The most delicious thing in the world is the food Mother cooks with her own hands!" Xiao Pang flapped his wings pat-pat-pat, flying back and forth between Lie Yan and Huo'er, his furry face covered in a fawning smile.

Shao Kang'an's gaze lingered on her beautiful smile, his eyes staring blankly: No, if such a beautiful woman cannot be taken back to be thoroughly played with, it would truly be the greatest loss of his life!

Licking his dry lips, Shao Kang'an revealed a lecherous gaze.

Meanwhile, Shao Furong's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the little thing curled up like a furry ball in Huo'er's arms.

When Xiao Pang opened his mouth and called out joyfully, Shao Furong shifted her gaze to him, her shock deepening. "A talking magic pet?"

She truly hadn't expected that a child from a commoner family could carry two magic pets capable of speech.

Magic pets were usually things held and played with by noble ladies and young misses in the cities. Although they could not be compared to the highly combat-capable illusionary beasts that accompanied cultivators, they were still rare treasures. Where would a child from a commoner family get magic pets?

Shao Furong's expression darkened. Her figure moved to block the path of Lie Yan and Huo'er, and she reached out to grab the ball in Huo'er's arms. "Wait, let me see clearly what this is."

Lie Yan's brow darkened. With a slight flick of her jade-like finger, a silver needle as thin as an ox hair shot out with a *shiu* sound.

"Ah!" Shao Furong's expression changed instantly. She clutched her wrist and glared angrily. "You! You common woman, how dare you! To think you would dare strike against the Shao family of Pengcheng—do you know who I am? I am the third young miss of the Shao family of Pengcheng!"

Lie Yan's eyes shifted, her gaze flowing like clear waves as she said indifferently, "Move."

"How dare you!"

"Wait, Furong." Shao Kang'an glanced at Lie Yan with a hint of suspicion. He had seen it clearly just now; this woman had merely moved her finger slightly to flick Furong's hand away from a distance. She absolutely could not be the ordinary commoner Furong claimed.

One had to know that Furong was a cultivator of the fifth-level Houtian realm. How could an ordinary person so easily flick her hand away?

The strangest thing was that this woman gave off no sensation of spiritual energy at all; she indeed did not look like a cultivator.