"Watch over Nuonuo for me, I'll handle these people," she told her man, then once more turned her attention to the group of men in Black Clothes.
Qian Jiyun, hearing her words, merely raised an eyebrow impassively.
Ever since An Jiuyue had been pregnant with Little Nuonuo, she hadn't really been in action, and he knew she had been itching for a fight. And now, with so many deserving a beating showing up on their doorstep, how could An Jiuyue pass up the chance?
"Take your time and enjoy, no rush," he added.
"Mhm."
An Jiuyue responded lightly and once again lashed out with her whip.
…
'Crack!' A whip shadow tore through the sky, nearly engulfing the entire town with a powerful aura.
Xie Qi, who was sitting inside a teahouse, listening to the chattering crowd before mingling with the guests at a certain table, abruptly stood up with a start.
"What's going on?"