Suddenly sensing more people arriving, all men, Shangguan Xiu's expression darkened. Of course, he was wearing a mask, so others couldn't see it, but he still wore a dark expression. His eyes cold, he quickly walked to An Xiaomian's side, took off his coat, wrapped it around her, and then rudely pried Nu Jian's hand away, pulling An Xiaomian up.
He accomplished all this in just a few short seconds, immediately drawing the attention of everyone around.
Of course, An Xiaomian didn't notice this, because seeing him willing to return, she breathed a sigh of relief, only noticing that he was willing to trust her, indicating he hadn't misunderstood her.
"I'll take her away; you take the one on the ground," Shangguan Xiu said coldly, holding An Xiaomian's hand tightly, his icy gaze directed at the Hidden Guards arranged by the Old King, indicating he would take An Xiaomian away, while they take the injured Nu Jian.
