In a corner of the tent, the girl's parents frantically pulled their precious daughter Annelina back, trying to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible.
Annelina, too, seemed terrified by the group of hulking brutes, burrowing ceaselessly into her mother's arms.
Sang Biao spread his hands wide and clapped them together in Xie Ning's direction, a brazenly lecherous grin on his face. "Hey, beautiful, why the mask? Let your big brother here see what you look like."
"HAHAHA." A chorus of jeers erupted from behind him, mixed with the excited chatter of his men.
"Brother Biao, a beauty like this is worthy only of you. After all, beauties are meant for heroes."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Xie Ning glanced at them as if they were fools, then raised a single finger, crooking it at Brother Biao and the others.
"Ooh, the little beauty's a feisty one. I like that!" Sang Biao roared with laughter, a wide grin splitting his face as he charged toward her.
