One man for himself

Well, wouldn't this make a nice start to a romantic novel? Qie Xieling was so mad steam was coming out of his head.

Luo Muchen with his unparalleled skills stood at the forefront his eyes so fierce it would scare a sleeping baby. Surrounded by his loyal men he faced a group of ruthless bandits who had cornered the young miss of the Zi family and her entourage. Her delicate frame trembled with fear as one of the bandits yanked her by the hair, his sinister grin revealing his malicious intent. She kicked and screamed struggling to get herself free. She had always been a sickly beauty thus she couldn't free herself. She was already pale and had coughed up blood. She looked like a frosted flower on top of a valley waiting to be plucked.