Song Wei's hand hadn't touched Wufu's hand yet, when it was already grabbed by someone. He turned his head to meet a face full of anger.
"Has no one ever told you that it's improper to touch a woman casually?" Ah Jiu glared at him coldly.
Song Wei met the gaze, feeling a chill rise from his back, making him feel as if his whole body was immersed in ice water, chilling to the bone.
"Bold!" Song Wei's guard stepped forward with a shout.
Yet before he could do anything, his path was blocked by someone who looked smaller but was expressionless.
The guard's pupils shrank slightly. With just one glance, he sensed a breath of death from this person, as if the slightest mistake would turn him into dust.
Facing off, Song Wei was the first to wave his hand, signaling the guard to step back.
Ah Jiu loosened Song Wei's hand and gently supported Wufu, saying softly, "Let's go."
Wufu smiled and nodded.
