Hearing the woman's words, his expression remained unchanged, and he did not speak up for the five Dancing Girls.
The woman's violent behavior was nothing new to him.
And he, too, was a man without heartfelt emotions.
He reached out and gently hooked the woman towards him, ignoring the Dancing Girls being taken away, and smiled at her, "Come here."
A sweet smile immediately appeared on the woman's face as she quickly walked to his side, her body sliding bonelessly into his arms.
Holding her with one arm, the man pinched her chin and teased,
"The Princess has already killed many Dancing Girls, what will I do without anyone to dance for me in the future?"
The woman in his arms was the sole Princess of Nanjiang Country, Nolan Changle.
Nolan Changle wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled,
"If Yan Lang wants to see someone dance, I can dance for you.
My dance skills are much better than theirs, why do you always want them to dance for you?"
