Gao Fushou

Gao Fushou held a calm demeanor as he reminded Huo Ning again. "As I have said before, you simply need to drop all of your valuables and you can run away. We have no interest in sullying you." 

His words were filled with sincerity and within his eyesight, there is a bit of contempt there. 

Huo Ning clenched the hilt of her sword tightly as she couldn't believe his words.

'The hell do you mean no interest?' She cursed silently. She was a refined and beautiful woman. The men that would flock to her could fill the entire streets of the capital, yet Gao Fushou was acting like she was some kind of pest. 

How disrespectful could he be? 

"Hmph, those are just lies spoken by a true hypocrite!" Huo Ning snorted coldly. She brandished her sword with spiritual qi, clearly ready to engage in a fight against them. 

"You don't want to sully me and merely want my valuables? Only a fool would believe your words." She added.