"Who dares-" Yang Feng's frightening growl instantly subdued upon seeing that it was just his younger sister.
Yang Ruqin was shocked to see his blood-freezing glare directed towards her. Like a brutal storm filled with crackling thunder, his eyes were a terrifying sight to witness. It had a murderous edge to it, promising torture and agonizing death.
She had never seen him like this. While he often liked to scold her and Yulong, she had still always felt doted on by both her brothers. But still, Yang Feng had always been aloof with everyone, seeing him possessive beyond words was surprising.
With one arm securely wrapped around Zhao Lifei, pressing her body and face to his muscular chest, and his face pulled into a dark scowl, he was a very scary sight to witness. It seemed like he was protecting the woman in his arms from a predator.
"Feng-ge, let me go." She eyed his tight grip that was beginning to bruise her wrist.
He immediately released her hand and pulled it back.
