"Bai Xiao is my wife, whoever harbors ill intentions toward her is picking a fight with me, Ye Huang! In Songcheng, they will find no place for themselves!" Ye Huang's voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with an air of authority.
Here, he was the king!
Qi Zihua closed his eyes in despair. Indeed, Bai Xiao was Ye Huang's wife—what right did he have to speak of revenge?
Compared to Ye Huang, he was like an ant to an elephant. With a mere flick of his finger, Ye Huang could crush him!
"Zihua, say something quickly!" Madam Qi urged in a low voice, her body trembling in fear that Ye Huang would actually kill them both right there.
The depths of Qi Zihua's despair were beyond description. He opened his eyes and, for the sake of clinging to life, had to grovel: "Young Master Ye, you have misunderstood. I did not know before that Bai Xiao was your wife. I have made many foolish mistakes, and I will not dare to do so again."