"Ning Xiaoxian!" He suddenly grabbed her arm, and through gritted teeth said, "How can you treat me like this?!
He used so much force that an ordinary woman would likely have a fractured arm from such a grip. She felt some pain, but more shocking was Quan Shifang's reaction, because she clearly saw a faint red light in his eyes.
He leaned forward, closing the distance between them. Ning Xiaoxian finally got a clear look at his face.
His thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was slightly contorted, and his breath was noticeably heavy. The fierce gleam in his eyes was something she had seen in many demons; it was a look of brutality and resentment.
Did he truly hate her this much?
Before she could think more, Quan Shifang suddenly exerted force, pulling her into his embrace.
