Mu Jian's heart seized violently, his jaw clenching as he lifted his head slowly, eyes blazing despite his injuries.
"There is no female," he said harshly through gritted teeth. "Our duke has no female."
The man laughed again, louder this time.
Han Ruyan's eyes gleamed with cruel delight as he casually turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the platform and then suddenly stopping.
Yue Yue's breath caught. Her eyes met his, and it was so cold, sinister, and predatory that it sent a chill down her spine.
Han Ruyan smiled slowly.
"Of course," he said softly, his gaze locking onto her, "she's right there."
And in that instant, Yue Yue knew she was caught and she was too powerless to do anything. She is just like a lamb waiting to be chopped.
