When Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head to look at her, the murderous look in his eyes disappeared without a trace. "You eat your candied hawthorn. You don't have to do such a thing, lest you hurt your little hand."
"Okay." The packrat licked the candied hawthorn and shook her head wantonly in Xuanyuan Yu's arms.
When Yun Zhiyuan saw that little b*stard, he guessed that Xuanyuan Yu had nothing against him in the past and there was no reason for him to suddenly find trouble with him. It must be because of this little b*stard.
"When did I offend Emperor Wu'an for Emperor Wu'an to find trouble with me?"
Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly. "I just don't like you. I think you deserve a beating!"
The secret guards behind him did not delay and immediately carried out his orders. A few people went forward and surrounded Yun Zhiyuan.
Yun Zhiyuan's cultivation level was not low, but the secret guards around Xuanyuan Yu were not ordinary people.
