"This, this!"
Feng Hetang, Han Shan, and the others were dumbfounded when they heard those words. They knew Xia Ping was fierce, but they hadn't expected him to be this outrageous. He was incredible.
Feng Hetang in particular couldn't believe it. His father was a councilor in Tianshui City, yet even he wouldn't dare provoke the Nangong Family. They were a major family with deep roots and countless allies. Who would dare lay a hand on them?
But this guy had no scruples at all. He actually wanted Nangong Wu to dance for him. Was he insane?
Even in his wildest dreams, Feng Hetang had never imagined such a thing.
"You!"
Nangong Wu's expression had shown no emotion, but at that moment, even she looked shocked. Born into a prominent family, she had received an elite education from the moment she came into the world. Her training had begun in infancy.
Dancing was nothing. She could play piano, violin, and even the erhu. She was also a superb painter and a good singer—in short, she was talented in every field, practically perfect.
But knowing how to do something didn't mean she would show it off. No one had ever dared to tell her to dance, especially not in front of a man. After all, she was the Nangong Family's princess. Who would dare be so presumptuous?
She wasn't angry or furious. His words were simply too shocking, unlike anything she had encountered before. She was stunned and bewildered that this guy dared say such a thing to her. Did he have a death wish?!
Nangong Wu looked at Xia Ping, holding his gaze. "You want me to dance in front of you? Are you sure you can handle it?" Her beautiful eyes were calm.
That wasn't arrogance. It was a