If not for the sake of maintaining the dignified demeanor he had cultivated for years, Qin Feng really would have cursed like a street hoodlum, chewed Qin Li out, and then torn him to shreds. 'Fuck, when the hell did I ever want this kind of choice?'
'If I could, I'd run this damned little bastard through with my sword right now!'
Although Qin Feng had some of the characteristic impulsiveness of youth and was not particularly magnanimous, his mind was not muddled in the least. He saw Qin Li's goal in a single glance, but he was powerless to do anything about it. This was simply an impossible choice!
'If I really had to choose, I would never pick Mo Feifei. Never mind that she's my fiancée and Lord Mo is my uncle; to me, they're ultimately outsiders! I'm destined to rule the entire Qin Family one day! If this incident causes these High Level guards to lose heart, how could I command their respect in the future?'
