"Hehe, coward, are you scared?"
Seeing her husband's anxious face, Han Jinniang's red lips curled up into a mocking smile.
"My lady, you... you shouldn't support others' strength and diminish your own husband's prestige!"
Ren Qianfan gripped the sword hilt tightly, his gentle and refined scholar's face instantly hardened with murderous intent: "That Bail Qingling may not be weak, but my sword is not ineffective either!"
"If that Bail Qingling dares to break in, he'll pay the price for it!"
"Oh, really?"
"But that man..."
"He's already in." Han Jinniang's enchanting eyes looked past her husband to the man who had suddenly intruded behind him.
The fox-like beautiful face blushed instantly.
Driven by some inexplicable instinct, she sat up straight, puffed out her chest, and under her skirt, her alluring white legs crossed even higher.
"This..."
Seeing his wife's demeanor, Ren Qianfan was greatly shocked and turned back to look.
The next second.
He was completely stunned!
