"Xu Nian, don't think I don't know about your relationship with this wretch. Xiahou Chun's woman is not someone you should be trying to court. If you think I will annul the engagement to make way for you two, then you might as well drop that hope," Xiahou Chun sneered coldly.
His tone was heavy with arrogance, and his eyes were filled with disdain.
But a flicker of killing intent flashed through Xu Nian's eyes.
Especially when Xiahou Chun said, "Xiahou Chun's woman is not someone you should be trying to court," it ignited a furious flame in his heart.
"Xiahou Chun, I don't care who you marry, but Leng Yanran is absolutely off-limits. Do you think nobody knows that you cultivate the Evil Technique of Yin Yang Replenishment? The number of women who have died at your hands over the years must be close to a thousand if not nine hundred," Xu Nian said coldly.
He had intended to give Xiahou Chun a chance.
But he hadn't expected Xiahou Chun to be so oblivious to danger.
