Seeing Nangong Ling'er's worried look, a surge of warmth welled up in Li Xiaoyao's heart. This girl was still concerned for him even at such a time. If he didn't protect her well, how could he live up to her?
"Just a brute that's all brawn and no brains, don't be afraid," Li Xiaoyao said nonchalantly, but Nangong Yin heard him with heart pounding in fear. The guests shook their heads and sneered; this lad was really good at talking big.
Zhen Jiangjun's sneer was even colder as he said, "Originally, I just intended to throw you out, but now, I've changed my mind."
Word by word, he said coldly, "Hei Sheng, kill him!"
"Yes." The voice was deep and muffled, matching his imposing frame that impelled an intense feeling of oppression. Ordinary people didn't even have the courage to give him a glance.