Fresh blood flowed like a fountain from the eyes of the messenger.
The messenger's face was twisted, his mouth open but he dared not emit a single painful howl.
"G-Great General, I was wrong!"
All that was left was remorse.
Just because he saw what he shouldn't have seen.
At this moment, Liu Ruyi, who had somewhat looked down on Yuan Shao, was now filled with charm and a face full of spring light.
The feeling of being protected by a man was truly wonderful.
Over the years, although she was the woman of Second Young Master Feng, apart from occasional companionship and endless money-making, it seemed she had never truly been protected by any man.
Yuan Shao, who called himself the Great General, out of sheer wildness, had gouged out the eyes of the man who dared to glance at her more than once.
"Throw him out." Yuan Shao's words fell, and the enchanting woman acted, throwing the messenger out.
