Chu Qianli saw the man!
Like a big boy!
He seemed to be just over twenty years old, but because of his submissive demeanor, he looked very young.
Now the big boy was lying on the ground, surrounded by several hoodlums who were kicking and punching him.
Not far away, there was a shattered vase.
It seemed that the big boy had accidentally bumped into them, breaking their vase!
But was it necessary to beat him up like this?
Chu Qianli strode over quickly, grabbed two of the tough guys, and threw them out easily.
Then with a chop at the wrist of the third man, he screamed in pain and backstepped several times while holding his wrist.
"Who dares... Wow! A beauty!"
From where did this beauty emerge? Her appearance was delicate and clear, her face free of any makeup, yet she radiated charm.
In the Imperial City, there were countless ladies of beauty, but none compared to the one before them.