If it were only these few Dou Huang experts, dealing with them would have been somewhat troublesome, but with the many trump cards her clan had bestowed upon her, she was confident nothing would go wrong.
But if Xiao Yan joined them too, she would be in danger.
"Seriously, brother, come on over." Seeing a trace of unease on Yao Ling's beautiful face, the sinister-looking man grew even more excited.
Yet his excitement came to an abrupt halt the next moment, as Xiao Yan slowly spoke again. "What if I intend to keep this beauty all to myself?"
"Heh heh, you think far too highly of yourself, brat." The sinister-looking man sneered. "In that case, we'll tie you up and let you look but not taste, until the flames of lust burn you to death."
Listening to the exchange between these two scoundrels, Yao Ling could no longer contain herself. She gave Xiao Yan a cold look. "Are you here to help me or harm me?"
She had already made up her mind. If Xiao Yan dared harbor any vile intentions toward her...
She would run immediately!
As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.
Once she returned to her clan, she would ask her older brother to burn these scoundrels to ashes. Even if Xiao Yan was the Xiao Clan's Saint Son, her brother would still teach him a lesson when he was in the wrong.
"Of course I'm here to help you. We're relatives, after all." Xiao Yan gave Yao Ling a warm, gentle smile.
Relatives separated by hundreds of generations? Yao Ling silently scoffed, but her expression remained unchanged. "In that case, make your move."
Xiao Yan nodded.
"Heh heh, just the two of you? Let me see what's so impressive