Bodyguard

"Release me already." Zhu Wenqian grumbled angrily.

"I'll be his bodyguard…" she added.

As soon as she finished her words, Zhu Wenqian felt the strand of light that was tying her loosened up a bit.

However, she was still being restrained, unable to muster an ounce of her spiritual qi.

Zhu Wenqian glared at Fan Ping as she snorted, "Why haven't you released me yet?"

Fan Ping chuckled softly as he shook his head. 

"What's the rush, Zhu Wenqian?" Fan Ping said as he continued, "Just because you said you would be Yang Wei's bodyguard, how would I know you won't renege on your words?"

"A lady never breaks her promise." 

"But you're no lady nor do you seem trustworthy either."

Zhu Wenqian stomped her foot in anger as she held a fierce gaze at Fan Ping.

"Stop going around the bush and speak your damn mind already." Zhu Wenqian roared.