"Jian Xi, I really didn't trick your son away! There must be some misunderstanding. Please, get up first!"
He reached out to help Jian Xi.
Jian Xi forcefully pushed him away. "Why? Why won't you give me back my son, Si Yuhuan! You forced me to do this!"
An immense hatred blazed in her eyes.
"Wang Hao! Seize him! Break his limbs! I refuse to believe he won't hand over my son then!"
Jian Xi, trembling with rage, roared.
Everyone stepped back as the ace mercenaries advanced, cracking their knuckles in anticipation.
Si Yuhuan's brow tightened. Ace mercenaries, renowned in high society, internationally famous. These bodyguards are demons forged in life-or-death struggles, true warriors who have crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood; each one easily a match for ten ordinary men. Although the bodyguards I brought are skilled...
Before Si Yuhuan could react, Wang Hao was the first to charge. "Hand over the Young Mistress's child now, or die!"
