The wolf was fierce.
However, in front of her, he preferred to suppress all his fierceness.
His eyes were gentle, and a light smile played upon his lips.
"Then, I'll wait for you outside."
His voice was soft. Nan Chiyou pursed her lips and did not say anything. She quietly sighed in relief after the young man left the room.
The young man stood at the door, without words, like her guardian.
***
From a distance, Murong Qing saw the young man standing outside of Nan Chiyou's room. He froze for a moment, and his face sank. He then sternly shouted, "Who are you? Why did you barge into my manor without my permission?"
The young man glanced at Murong Qing coldly and expressionlessly, as if he did not care.
A cold light flashed in Murong Qing's eyes. "Who the hell are you? What do you want to do to Maiden Xia Xia?"
Every time Murong Qing said one more word, the young man's face sank more.
