"Nan Xian. If you dare to hurt me for this woman, the young manor master and the lady will not let her go!" Mu Yong trembled while getting up from the ground. His face was twisted. "No, it's not just that they won't let her go. They'll get her and hack her into pieces. The young manor master will never let you be bewitched by a woman who has caused you to disown your relatives and friends!"
"Sure."
Nan Xian's tone was calm and indifferent as if he did not have any emotions.
Huh?
Mu Yong was startled. What did that word mean?
Just as Mu Yong was hesitating, Nan Xian raised his hand and swung his sword. A neat line was drawn on his chest. Blood kept oozing out and the scene was horrifying.
"If they want to come, just let them come. However, they may not be able to leave," the man said, calmly.
His words had made everyone there tremble.
For Feng Ruqing's sake, everyone in the world could be his enemy.
No exceptions.
