Young Master Xu knew that there was no peaceful resolution to be had, his knees went weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud, "Young Master Bo, I admit my fault, please spare my life."
"Tell me, which hand of yours touched her?"
The man's voice slowed and softened as if it were a death incantation emerging from hell itself, causing a cold sweat to soak through the back of Young Master Xu's shirt.
Bo Siyan suddenly stepped forward, his foot pressing down on the left hand that was on the ground, "This one?"
With just a little force, Young Master Xu's face drastically changed, waves of pain hit him, yet he didn't dare let out a sound, his mouth desperately pleading for mercy, "Young Master Bo, I was wrong, I didn't know she was your woman, I won't dare do it again."
His woman...
Ning Xia tugged at the corner of her lips, but her heart only felt extreme amusement.
Where was she ever Bo Siyan's woman? And what right did he have to stand up for her?
