Yu Qianqian was dressed in a moon-white robe with rings. Her long eyelashes fluttered elegantly and her lips were like red crystals. Her eyes were bright and pure, and her body was as slim as a new moon.
She smiled at Ning Xiaochuan apologetically. "I'm so sorry. I'll definitely let all my subordinates know that Ning Xiaochuan is my friend. They'll never dare to lay their hands on you in the future."
"Hey! Are all the guards of Great King Jinpeng's Residence crazy? Attacking people without any warning, how arrogant, how very arrogant. Next time, remember to let them know that Murong Wushuang is also your friend so they better treat me with some respect." Murong Wushuang rubbed the dried blood at the edge of his lips, complaining as he bared his teeth at Cheng Lin in the distance.
"You're Xiaochuan's friend so, naturally, that makes you my friend. I'll definitely let them know not to ever lay a hand on you too!" said Yu Qianqian with a kind smile.
