"How did you know they came to assassinate me?" Wang Yang asked, looking at Tian Dadao.
Tian Dadao immediately replied, "The two of them were carrying concealed weapons and behaving furtively, trying to blend in with the faithful. I fear they meant to wait until tomorrow, then strike when you were off guard, Divine Envoy!"
"No survivors?"
"They were both death-sworn men. They fought fiercely and refused to surrender, so they were killed on the spot."
Baoyue frowned.
Wang Yang nodded and asked:
"Who do you think sent them, Chief Tian?"
Tian Dadao looked troubled:
"Well... without evidence... I really..."
"There are no outsiders here. Feel free to speak your mind."
Tian Dadao hesitated, glancing at Xiao Baoyue.
"She's one of us," Wang Yang said with a smile. Then he patted his legs and gestured for Baoyue to massage them, just as Xiao Baoyue had gestured for him to pound her back earlier.
Shame and indignation tangled inside Baoyue, leaving her mind blank. She knew this was Wang Yang's revenge, but she had never expected him to be so shameless! So brazen! Yet she dared not betray the slightest hint that anything was amiss. With Tian Dadao standing beside them, she had no time to think it through. She could only obediently step forward, her face red, and sit on Wang Yang's lap with an air of almost tragic resolve...
Both Wang Yang and Tian Dadao were dumbstruck!
Tian Dadao thought, Everyone says the Han people are reserved and the barbarians uninhibited, but I'm not so sure! Right in front of me, they're... what are they doing??? Surely this man doesn't have some strange fetish?!!
Wang Yang felt the warm, fragrant softness against him, but his mind was racing. At first, he thought Xiao Baoyue was about to pull some