"Back then, no one could compete with you. You saved me countless times, so it's only fair that I get to save you at least once now."
Reminiscing was revealed in Chu Xianyu's eyes as she seemed to be dwelling on events which occurred six or seven years earlier.
"Who is this pretty boy daring to hold the hand of such a beauty? How audacious! I will tear him to pieces."
Suddenly, an unfriendly voice was heard across the room. A Qi Practitioner, a handsome gentleman, was glaring obsessively at Chu Xianyu. Seeing Han Ye touching her, jealousy arose, inciting complaints and shouts for support from surrounding individuals.
His bodyguard unsheathed his sword, and swung it towards Han Ye.
The man's desire was clearly sparked by the beauty of Chu Xianyu, which he coveted for himself.
"Smack!"
