"What do I want?" Xia Houfeng hummed, his voice a bit colder than the cold wind, "I should be asking you this, Huangfulian. You run to Songguo,
He stole my wife, and now he’s asking me what I want?”
"Your wife?" Huangfulian smiled sarcastically as if she had heard some joke and did not continue.
He arranged Jiang Nanyan into a warm sedan and asked someone to take her back first.
Seeing Xia Houfengli's scary look, ready to rush over and snatch someone away at any time, Jiang Nanyan didn't want to stay here any longer, so she obediently sat in the warm sedan chair.
As soon as Jiang Nanyan sat in the sedan, Huangfulian immediately asked someone to get up and go back.[
Of course, Xia Houfengli couldn't let Jiang Nanyan go so easily. He held the umbrella still stained with the blood of the guard and rushed down.
But before he could get close to the warm sedan, he was blocked by a large group of guards who arrived.
Huangfulian glanced at Xia Houfengli, who was fighting with a large group of guards, and earnestly told the people carrying the sedan what they should pay attention to. Don't let Jiang Nanyan feel trembling.
words.
Jiang Nanyan listened absentmindedly, turning her eyes from time to time to glance at Xia Houfeng, who was fighting with the guards not far away.
Xia Houfeng seemed to have a grudge against those guards, and his moves were very harsh.
Umbrellas rose and fell, and guards continued to be injured and fell down.