Feng Feitian was ruthless. So when she appeared before Luo Qian and the others, her face livid, the Saint Soldiers turned pale. One of them gloated to Luo Qian, "Kid, you're out of luck. The commandant heard you spouting nonsense. You'd better pray for yourself. Death would be your best option." The squad captain jumped in alarm. If Feng Feitian killed Luo Qian in a fit of rage, he would be held responsible too. They all knew the power she wielded. A squad captain of no importance like him would surely be left holding the bag.
The squad captain hurried to Feng Feitian's side. "Please calm down, my lady, please—" Before he could finish, a shadow flashed before his eyes. Smack! A ringing slap struck his face. Luo Qian smiled when he saw Feng Feitian, but he was still uneasy. I've openly declared I want to be her husband. Will she be upset?
The squad captain took the slap without understanding why. He edged closer to Feng Feitian, still trying to stop her. "My lady, think twice!" Feng Feitian looked at the implements laid out on the floor, and fury filled her. People's minds were strange sometimes. You could hit and scold your own child, but if someone else did it, you would fight them to the death. You could shut the door and complain about everything your husband did wrong, but if someone said those same things to your face, even the closest friend might end up arguing with you.
That was exactly how Feng Feitian felt. Did Luo Qian deserve a beating? Of course he did! But she would be the one to give it. These little punks dared lay a hand on him? They must have grown tired of living.
Feng Feitian lifted one delicate foot. The