At the city gate, he thought of keeping this stunningly beautiful woman by his side, doing whatever he pleased. But now, he dared not harbor such thoughts at all.
How could this be a beautiful fairy? How could she be an innocent little lamb? This was clearly a Hell Rakshasa.
Qian Baoshan was filled with fear.
At this moment, facing such a Hell Rakshasa alone, especially with a gleaming dagger in her hand, was beyond his endurance. He was eager to pull a companion over to face this together with him.
Yet, the companion, who had been knocked unconscious, lay there like a ragged bag no matter how he pulled, and did not wake up.
Xia Wenjin approached.
Qian Baoshan, though a vicious thug, now trembled like a frightened quail.
He looked at Xia Wenjin with fear-stricken eyes and stammered, "What, what do you want? I, I know I was wrong, please spare my life. I... I can give you silver!"
