Muir's hostility was far too obvious, and Curtis instantly sensed it. He raised his blood-red eyes and looked at him.
The two beastmen looked at each other, radiating intense sparks, and the atmosphere started to tense up.
In a contention between the strong, those around them would be implicated. Bai Qingqing felt that it was getting increasingly harder to breathe. This was no longer just a mental pressure. She felt as if she was situated deep in the sea, withstanding water pressure that she couldn't escape from.
Suddenly, a big and strong hand tugged Bai Qingqing's arm, pulling her into his embrace.
"If you guys want to fight, go outside. Don't create trouble at home." Winston threw a glance at Bai Qingqing's countenance, then he patted her in consolation.
At the same time, the pressure disappeared, and Bai Qingqing's breathing relaxed.
