The Domineering His Highness

Helian Wei Wei had only one thought in her mind. 

Oh no!

She coughed softly twice before she turned.

Baili Jia Jue was already walking toward her with his long lean legs and an elegant black fox-fur robe, looking like a noble gentleman from a painting. There were some designs of some clouds stitched with black thread and a silver button on his sleeves. He gave off a grave and stern aura. The coldness from him could be sensed when he moved closer. 

"Why aren't you saying anything?" He stared down at her with a faint smile which was indescribably cold.

Nobody was expecting that, he who was cold as ice bent down the next moment and whispered in her ears as if no one was around, "Do you want me to deal with you now or later?"

Helian Wei Wei lifted her eyes and looked toward the man who was standing straight. His robe was coated by the light of the golden dawn, his grave and stern dominion looked elegant.