Fang Xue's appearance made Yang Liang's brows furrow.
He knew full well that he was no match for Fang Xue. If she insisted on stopping him... he wouldn't gain a single advantage.
"Hmph, consider yourself lucky!"
Yang Liang snorted coldly and retracted his imposing aura.
He gave Chen Han a deep, long look, his gaze tinged with resignation.
"I don't believe... Fang Xue can protect you forever!"
With that, he turned and left.
Fang Xue, standing to the side, broke into a charming smile and deftly handled her long spear.
Her lithe body, like a coiling snake, gently pressed against Chen Han.
"Have you made your decision?"
Fang Xue chuckled.
Her slender fingers slowly traced a path down Chen Han's chest.
"Be my man. No one will dare to bully you..."
Chen Han raised an eyebrow.
A wry smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
"Thank you for your kind offer..." He shook his head. "I won't rely on anyone."
"Is that so?"
