"Don't you dare touch my Master's wife!"
A chilling voice echoed, followed by a streak of cold light aimed right at Dou Yulang's throat.
The girl YaYa was clutching Dou Lanxin's arm with one hand, while surprisingly there was a sword in the other. Her attack was sudden and executed with lightning speed.
"How dare she!"
"Young Master, watch out!"
...
Everyone behind Dou Yulang had a significant change of expression.
Glancing ferociously, Dou Yulang, who was intending to grasp Lucy's clothes, suddenly made a move. He leaned forward slightly, like a poisonous snake about to bite its prey.
His palm moved faster than YaYa's sword, aiming straight for YaYa's forehead.
Lucy's face turned serious, standing in front of YaYa.
"Little girl, stop!"
With a yell from Dou Peng, he immediately reached out, grabbing YaYa's shoulder and pushed her to the side.
Although it seemed as though he was obstructing YaYa, he actually sidestepped both Lucy and YaYa from Dou Yulang's incoming slap.