Shen Nian remembered a line she'd once heard in a movie.
"My beloved is a peerless hero. One day, he'll descend from the heavens in golden armor, riding a seven-colored cloud, to come and marry me."
Back then, Shen Nian had scoffed at the line. 'How could someone like that ever appear in my life!'
And yet, now, Shen Nian was looking at just such a person!
True, Lu Cheng wasn't wearing golden armor, nor was he riding a seven-colored cloud. He certainly hadn't descended from the heavens.
But, in this very moment, Lu Cheng was the peerless hero of her heart!
If it weren't for the human trafficker holding her captive, Shen Nian would have thrown herself into Lu Cheng's arms the moment she heard him say, "You dare harm a single hair on her."
In contrast to Shen Nian, who was gazing at Lu Cheng with ardent, love-filled eyes, the men Lu Cheng had brought with him were all completely stunned when they heard him shout those words.
