"Father!" Fanny walked silently to Van Razer's side and gazed at him expectantly with her bright eyes as she spoke softly.
Van Razer stared fixedly at Han Shuo. After a long while, he suddenly shook his head and sighed. "Fine, fine. Since you insist, I won't stop you."
"Thank you, Father!" Fanny's expression brightened, and she turned an affectionate gaze on Han Shuo.
Han Shuo also breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded to Fanny, then bowed in obeisance to Van Razer. "I'll make her happy. I promise!"
"Hmph! With a woman in each arm, how can you talk about making her happy? If you mistreat my daughter, I don't care who you are-I'll fight you to the death!" Van Razer showed Han Shuo no kindness as he snapped coldly.
Han Shuo gave a bitter smile without saying anything more. After a moment's hesitation, he turned his gaze toward Phoebe. Of the three women, Phoebe was the strongest and most independent. Now that Fanny and Emily had made their positions clear, only the pale-faced Phoebe remained.
Phoebe looked deeply shaken. Her usually delicate face was far too pale, and she simply stared blankly at Han Shuo without a word, as though she had suddenly lost her senses.
Beside Phoebe, Lawrence suddenly gave a light cough and tugged at her sleeve, reminding her, as she stood there in a daze, not to hesitate any longer.
Phoebe suddenly came to her senses, her heart struggling back and forth. She recalled all the things she had experienced with Han Shuo: the intimacy as they assassinated enemies together at the Buster Trading Company, the sweetness between them as they fled together, and his care for her-even giving her the Divine Artifact, Starry Sky, without hesitation...
These warm images were like nets of love, wrapping