“Who dares to act so insolently here?!”
The red-haired man, Jiang Yan, suddenly walked out of the manor.
“None of your business.”
Skeleton stepped forward immediately.
“You want to die?!” In a flash, Jiang Yan shot toward Skeleton.
An explosive sound resounded as Jiang Yan’s palm clashed with Skeleton’s palm, and they both staggered back a few steps simultaneously.
Skeleton and Jiang Yan met each other’s eyes, shock apparent.
“Skeleton, withdraw,” Ji Xiuran lightly called as he looked at Skeleton.
“Yes…” Skeleton answered and immediately retreated.
“Jiang Yan,” Lord Asura also called out indifferently from his spot next to Ye Wanwan.
Jiang Yan nodded and retreated to the side.
A faint and harmless smile stayed firm on Ji Xiuran’s lips. He first glanced at Ye Wanwan before turning to the man next to her. “You must be Lord Asura, the one whose name reverberates throughout the Independent State.”
“Ji Xiuran…” Lord Asura’s gaze also landed on Ji Xiuran.
It looked like it was about to rain. Dark clouds shrouded the sky above them and cold winds sent dust fluttering in the air. The temperature around them plummeted in an instant, causing Ye Wanwan to reflexively rub her arms and shiver.
Ye Wanwan immediately pattered toward Ji Xiuran’s side and intimately looped her arm around his arm. “That’s right, that’s right. He’s my fiancé! He came to pick me up!”
When Ji Xiuran saw her taking the initiative to get close to him on this rare occasion, he sent a fleeting glance at his arm being held.
Meanwhile, Ye Wanwan kept observing Lord Asura’s reaction while speaking.
Opposite of them, his tall, lone figure stood in front of the manor’s giant decoratively carved iron door with downcast eyes. Since the sky was a bit dark, his expression couldn’t be clearly seen.
An unknown amount of time passed and Ye Wanwan’s heart had nearly raised to her throat when he slowly looked up. His brows were wickedly arched up while the curve of his lips evoked an inexplicable sense of danger…
He first glanced at Ye Wanwan before turning to Ji Xiuran and saying slowly, “Is that so? Then does Emperor Ji know that… your fiancée… casually gives her private number to strange men and even tries to…”
Ye Wanwan’s eyes shot open and felt like a stampede of horses trampled through her heart.
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