At this moment, the entire Titanic Crescent City was watching.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the figure.
Amidst the brilliance, a beautiful woman in a sapphire blue silk dress stepped down gracefully.
The woman was about twenty years old. Her skin was fair, her face was as smooth as jade, and her figure was extremely good.
Her smooth black hair was tied up in a bun with a peacock sapphire hairpin. She looked low-key and luxurious.
She had bright eyes and white teeth, and her jade-like face was as beautiful as a lotus flower.
However, she didn't look like a woman who only had looks. Her beautiful eyes were deep and profound, and she had a kind of intellectual temperament.
She also had a beautiful and elegant feminine charm.
This woman was the eldest daughter of the Xia family, Xia Bingyun.
"Greetings, Miss."
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Around the restaurant, some members of the Xia family cupped their hands.
Over the years, without the help of Xia Bingyun and Cornucopia, the Xia family would not have been able to develop to such an extent.
"That sinful pit dared to kidnap my sister. How hateful. Fortunately, she was rescued by a hero. Bingyun would like to see who it is."
Xia Bingyun had a charming smile on her face.
The surrounding male cultivators of the Titanic Crescent City were stunned.
Xia Bingyun was not only a beauty, but also a walking immortal essence mine!
Looking at the beautiful lines of Xia Bingyun's legs, all the men present only wanted to hug her thighs and say that they did not want to work hard anymore.
Of course, they could only dream about it.
At this moment, in the restaurant, Jun Xiaoyao was casually sitting in an armchair.
Beside him, Yan Rumeng was massaging Jun Xiaoyao's shoulders.
Xia Chuqing also had a smile on her face.
The Feng clan's Quasi-Supreme, Feng Xiaotian, and the others were also present.
Although Feng Xiaotian's performance was terrible and did not help much.
However, the Feng clan was still a supreme clan, and the Xia family's elders were embarrassed to exclude him.
"I can finally see Bingyun." Feng Xiaotian's expression was a little excited.
Although the situation did not develop as he had expected.
As long as they met, there would be a chance.
He believed that as the Feng Clan Daoist, he would be more trusted by Xia Bingyun than the masked man of unknown origins.
A moment later, a beautiful woman walked into the restaurant. It was Xia Bingyun.
"Miss …"
The surrounding Xia Family elders all cupped their hands towards Xia Bingyun.
After all, Xia Bingyun was almost certain to be the next female head of the Xia Family.
In the future, the entire Xia family would have to listen to her orders.
Xia Bingyun didn't care about the others. With a glance, she saw the ghost masked man who was still calmly sitting on the armchair and drinking tea.
As a strong woman in the business world, Xia Bingyun naturally had a lot of experience.
She immediately sensed that the man in front of her was definitely a lofty figure with a shocking background that could not be offended.
That calm and indifferent temperament of looking down on billions of living beings was not something that could be casually imitated.
"Sister Bingyun!"
Seeing Xia Bingyun enter, Xia Chuqing also pounced into Xia Bingyun's embrace like a swallow returning to its nest.
"It's good that you're fine. Next time I won't let you go out." Xia Bingyun rubbed Xia Chuqing's little head, a trace of doting in her beautiful eyes.
But what puzzled her was, how did the people of the Sinful Pit know Xia Chuqing's route?
The route she took to the Chaotic Astral Ocean to collect materials should only be known to the people of the merchant alliance.
"Sister Bingyun, it was that little brother who saved me." Xia Chuqing raised her little face.
Seeing this, Xia Bingyun bowed slightly to Jun Xiaoyao. "Bingyun thanks Young Master for saving my sister."
"It's nothing much. There's no need for that." Jun Xiaoyao remained seated in his armchair, taking a sip of tea as he said.
This made Xia Bingyun's eyes reveal a strange look.
When other men saw her, they were all in fear and trepidation, for fear that they would neglect her or make her unhappy.
But the man in front of her was calm and composed. Let alone returning the greeting, he didn't even get up from the chair.
In other words, he did not treat Xia Bingyun as a person of equal status.
Xia Bingyun was also not angry. Instead, she was even more certain that the man in front of her absolutely had an astonishing background.
But what Xia Bingyun didn't know was that, under the mask, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were also filled with a strange look.
"That aura, could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
He felt an aura from Xia Bingyun's body.
It was an aura that he was somewhat familiar with.
"Emperor weapon, treasure bowl, could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lighting up slightly.
One can wear out iron shoes in fruitless search, only to find it by chance.
The corners of his mouth revealed a faint smile, and he was even more certain of his idea of subduing Xia Bingyun and the Xia family.
"Since Young Master has saved my sister, you can ask for any reward you want. My Xia family should be able to satisfy it."
Xia Bingyun's appearance was still decent, and she did not show any dissatisfaction because of Jun Xiaoyao's attitude.
Jun Xiaoyao secretly nodded his head at her temperament.
She was indeed good material to be a housekeeper.
"In that case, I won't hold back. I want you..."
Jun Xiaoyao paused.
Everyone around was stunned.
He wanted Xia Bingyun?
Good heavens, this was no longer about wanting to eat peaches.
He wanted to open a garden of peaches.
The group of elders of the Xia family was also stunned.
Although they really wanted to recruit Jun Xiaoyao, wasn't it a little too abrupt to directly ask for the eldest daughter of the Xia family?
Feng Xiaotian even sneered.
Even he couldn't win the heart of the fair, rich, and beautiful woman, so how could this masked man in front of him do it?
Moreover, such a straight man's words were simply rude to the beauty.
However, what surprised Feng Xiaotian and everyone else was that Xia Bingyun still didn't have a trace of anger.
Just as she was about to say something, Jun Xiaoyao continued, "I want something from you."
This made everyone's jaws drop.
Could he finish his sentence in one sentence?
Xia Bingyun also covered her mouth and laughed, "Young master is quite humorous. What do you want from Bingyun?"
Jun Xiaoyao tapped his fingers on the armrest of the armchair and said lightly, "It's not convenient here. Let's find a quiet place to talk privately."
Jun Xiaoyao already had a plan in mind.
Xia Bingyun was a fat sheep. If he didn't take more of her wool, how could he be worthy of saving Xia Chuqing?
This time, Feng Xiaotian couldn't sit still.
A man and a woman alone in a quiet place chatting privately. What could they talk about?
"Brother, this is a little too much. Not to mention anything else, just the mask you're wearing makes people suspicious of your origin."
Feng Xiaotian said righteously, looking as if he was thinking for Xia Bingyun.
"What does it have to do with you?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, finding it a little funny.
Feng Xiaotian's eyes flashed. In the next moment, his body turned into a gust of wind and swept in front of Jun Xiaoyao in an instant, directly grabbing the mask off his face.
He wanted to know who this guy who dared to flirt with Xia Bingyun was but only showed his tail.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't have any reaction. In any case, he didn't have to hide anything anymore.
After the mask was taken off, a flawless, ethereal, and immortal-like face appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
When they saw this face, all the men present were stunned, stunned, and shocked.
The women, on the other hand, were suffocating, dumbfounded, and dripping with water.
No one knew who it was, but someone said in a shocked tone, "It's the Jun family's Son Of God. It's really him!"
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