Ning Zihan’s handso face was as cold as if it had a layer of frost; he was truly not polite at all, instructing the housekeeper to call up four bodyguards and insisting that they throw the person out for him.
"Hey, don’t go too far!" An Baobei was dodging around the room from Liang Youxu, while glaring angrily at Ning Zihan. "I haven’t complained to my father and mother about your abuse yet, and now you’re trying to offend again. Don’t believe that I won’t have my father and mother destroy your entire family!"
Upon hearing this, Liang Youxu stopped trying to catch An Baobei and instead walked over to stand beside the cold-eyed Ning Zihan, whispering, "President, is there sothing wrong with this person... here?"
He pointed to his head.
Ning Zihan said nothing, but his expression beca even more unsightly.
As soon as the four bodyguards arrived, they all moved toward An Baobei, ready to grab her and throw her out.
"You’re really too much! You think this Princess is easy to bully!" An Baobei didn’t even need to unsheathe her sword and with just a few moves, she knocked the four tall and strong bodyguards to the ground.
Ning Zihan: "..."
Liang Youxu and the housekeeper widened their eyes. These bodyguards were strictly selected before being hired, capable of handling five people alone, so how could this little girl take all four down by herself? And with such ease?
Nonetheless, the moves this little girl used to take down the bodyguards were really stylish and impressive.
After dealing with the four bodyguards, An Baobei drew the longsword from her waist and charged at Ning Zihan.
Ning Zihan didn’t dodge, just stood there with his eyes narrowing bit by bit.
As soon as An Baobei rushed in front of Ning Zihan, she placed the sword against his neck: "They all listen to you, which makes you their master, right? Tell , why am I held here? Where are my father and mother? I was with them at the ti!"
"Little sister, don’t do this." Liang Youxu thought the sword glowing coldly was fake, and approached with a smile, trying to push the sword off his boss’s neck, but as soon as he touched the sword, it left a cut from which blood instantly oozed, clearly showing its sharpness.
It’s actually real...
Liang Youxu widened his eyes in disbelief, his voice shaking slightly: "Little, little, little sister, be sure to hold it steady." If sothing went wrong, his boss could really be a goner.
Ning Zihan was extrely calm, as if the sword pressing against his neck didn’t exist. However, even in his extre calm, he was sowhat surprised because he could feel the sharpness of the sword on his neck.
Not only is she skilled, but she also carries such a sharp sword; this requires even more regulation than controlled knives...
Especially in the hands of a mad person.
"I’m not a little sister, I’m nearly twenty, a very grown young lady!" Once she finished speaking, An Baobei glanced again at the calm Ning Zihan. Honestly, she admired him for this deanor; few people maintained such composure with a sword at their throat.
What’s the matter with him not speaking?
Thinking this, An Baobei asked irritably, "Hey, I asked you sothing, why aren’t you answering? If you don’t speak, I’ll really kill you!"
Just then, An Baobei’s stomach started rumbling. She’s hungry.
Ning Zihan glanced at her stomach before asking, "Are you hungry?"
An Baobei imdiately nodded: "Mm-hmm, is there anything to eat? I’ve been hungry for almost a day!"
"Put the sword down."
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