Nan Zhi pulled those security officers away, rushing towards Mu Sihan who had been surrounded from all sides.
When Mu Sihan saw Nan Zhi, a bright smile immediately appeared on his face. "Beautiful Princess."
Nan Zhi walked in front of Mu Sihan, grabbing his hand tightly. She did not look at the others, and only stared into Mu Sihan's bright black eyes. "What happened?"
Mu Sihan grabbed Nan Zhi's hand instead, his handsome expression extremely miserable. He pointed at Pei Xuan, who was still lying on the floor in pain. "H-he asked me to crawl under him."
Hearing this, Nan Zhi's expression immediately darkened.
Her aura flared and became an icy chill. When her expression darkened, her eyes were especially cold and sharp, a layer of ice wrapping around her.
After spending time with Mu Sihan, she had somehow picked up his cold aura from when he was angry.
