Long Ming walked toward the young man very quickly. He already had the aura of a king on him, so when he suddenly patted the young man's shoulder, even Xiao Ying jumped in shock.
She hurriedly ran behind Long Ming and grabbed his strong arm. "Long Ming, he didn't do anything wrong. Don't take it to heart."
Long Ming turned back to look at Xiao Ying, pursing his lips. "Don't worry, I'm not hitting him."
Xiao Ying sighed in relief and let go of Long Ming's arm.
Faced with Long Ming's cold and domineering aura, the young man said with slight fear, "Sir, I don't mean anything else. Don't misunderstand. I just think that your wife's body is light and she's suitable to be my flying companion. If you don't agree, I'll find someone else…"
Realizing that his actions had frightened the young man, Long Ming retracted his hand that was on the young man's shoulder and said with a tensed expression, "You don't have to look for someone else."
