Chapter 1: Something's Wrong!

Feng Qingqianxi time goes back ten seconds.

Then they certainly wouldn't choose to climb the wall.

He will not choose this direction.

So, should I play dead now, or should I play dead?

"Get up!"

One word at a time.

Just by the sound, Feng Qingqian could tell this gentleman was very angry.

After thinking for a mere zero point zero seconds, Feng Qingqian propped himself up, a most sincere and apologetic smile on his face. “Ah, brother, I’m sorry, it was my foot.”

However, when he saw Renxiong's face, Feng Qing was stunned for a second.

Have a good look!

He has sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, standing tall and straight. The only flaw is that his face is a little too pale.

The wind was light and he hadn't stood steady, then...

And he smashed down again.

Feng Qing'an could still clearly hear a muffled groan.

Feng Qing'an :“……”

He scrambled to his feet, finally managing to avoid another accident. Feng Qing'an felt like giving himself a standing ovation.

"I'm so sorry, brother. What kind of compensation do you want? I'll definitely make it up to you!" Feng Qingqian quickly and seriously apologized.

"Then you'll pay with your life!"

Feng Qingqian: “……??”

What?

Must I have misheard that?

However, looking at Rong Qianchen's cold face, he knew that he probably hadn't misheard.

Feng Qingqian earnestly said, "Brother, to be honest, I only punched you once. It shouldn't have been life-threatening, right? I'm telling you, this isn't right. We're both men, why are you acting like a woman?"

Everyone thought he was a man.

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He stared intently at Rong Qianduan with a solemn expression.

"With a sneer, Rong Qianchen curled the corner of his lips and said, “How could you compare to me?”

Oh, even though it's sarcastic, it's really beautiful.

Such a beautiful face given to such a man, it's really a waste.

No, what did he just say?

My king?

The Great Yan Wangye said no, but he had never seen it before, and it was lame. There was only one extremely fierce—the War King.

It is said that he was the living King Yama, who could kill one hundred thousand people without changing his face!

Not to mention this lifetime, even in the previous life, Feng Qingqian had never seen anyone so vicious!

Feng Qing smiled faintly and immediately backed away, saying, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. You slowly enjoy the scenery, I'll leave first."

"Halt!" Rong Qianchen's voice was extremely gentle, a stark contrast to the ferocity of Feng Qingqian who understood it fully.

Well, Feng Qingqian didn't expect him to be so handsome.

Mumbling to himself, the dog said, "My Lord, what is your command?"

"Have I let you go?" Rong Qianchen said slowly.

Feng Qingqian: "…None."

"This king said he wanted your life, he wants your life!" Rong Qianchen remained indifferent.

The ruthlessness in her tone was also palpable.

Feng Qingqian couldn't help but shiver.

After shivering, he got angry.

Feng Qingqian is the type who eats if they're not hungry, and was originally in the wrong. If Rong Qianchen wanted to punish him, he would have accepted it. But now Rong Qianchen is being too much.

Feng Qing'an smiled and said, "Your Highness, are you sure you want my life?"

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