"What did you say?" Dan Hanjie raised an eyebrow, giving the discontented woman a side glance.
"..." Qin Youxuan wilted under his glare.
Ever since she saw those relentless journalists back off from him, her awe for Master elevated another level.
In her eyes, someone capable of making the media divert their course must either be a god or a demon!
The man before her was clearly the embodiment of both!
He is godly when in a good mood, and like now, when he's obviously not... he's devilish. Qin Youxuan rubbed her sore bottom, shifted aside, keeping a little more distance from him.
"What I mean is, if you want to sentence me to death, at least let me know what my mistake is." How would she know what her blunder was when she was suddenly battered down?
Qin Youxuan swallowed, lifting her chin to take another glance at him.
"You don't know?" Dan Hanjie's captivating eyes narrowed, reflecting a dangerous glint.
