"Who would dare refuse?"
Lu Xingchen shouted angrily.
Qin Feiyang said mockingly, "Me, obviously!"
"You?"
Lu Xingchen froze, then laughed grimly. "So you really are playing me. Looks like if I don't get serious, you won't feel any fear at all!"
With that!
Murderous intent surged in his eyes as he slammed a palm toward Ling Yunfei's head.
Qin Feiyang's gaze turned cold in an instant. "If you dare hurt even a single hair on his head, I swear I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
Once he finished speaking.
He waved his hand, and Mu Qing and Shen Mei appeared out of thin air.
"What?"
Lu Xingchen hurriedly withdrew his hand, staring at the two in disbelief.
"My lord, we're sorry."
Mu Qing lowered his head and said.
Shen Mei was also full of self-blame.
Although they had been in the ancient castle the whole time, they'd heard every word outside loud and clear.
They finally understood what Qin Feiyang meant by a "timely rain."
