"You shouldn't bully people too much!"
Fu Ning really hadn't expected these people to be so malicious.
Their girl still bore the identity of Prince Chu, after all!
"Fu Ning, no need to waste your breath on him."
Chu Qianli's voice was neither light nor hefty. It sounded as though she still lacked strength.
But she was calm and composed, showing not a hint of fear.
"Come back."
"My lady..."
"Come back," Chu Qianli stressed.
Reluctantly, Fu Ning moved slowly back behind her.
The dagger was still tightly gripped in his hand, still showing a wary face toward Gui Tong.
Gui Tong approached, his eyes falling on Chu Qianli's wrist.
Chu Qianli, unflustered, spoke lightly, "Believe it or not, if you truly hurt me, not a single person here will escape alive."
Fu Ning's eyes brightened and he nodded vehemently, "Exactly! My lady! We would rather die than yield! If he dares to hurt you, we'll perish together!"
She almost forgot that the lady had powerful weapons in her possession.