Ye Qianning grabbed his hand: “Fortunately, it’s you. What’s going on with this internal strength?”

Although he is a martial arts prodigy, he could not have gathered such a strong aura in just ten years.

“It was given by someone else.” Sang Zhi’s voice was very soft.

“who?”

“have no idea.”

“…”

have no idea?

Gaining all your inner strength for nothing?

“bump.”

The door to the room was pushed open forcefully, and Marquis Xiang Ming walked in with a dark face.

Ye Qianning took back her hand: “Dad, why are you here?”

Xiang Minghou glanced at her, and then looked at Sang Zhi with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Sang Zhi sat motionless, his beautiful eyes seeming to be glued to Ye Qianning.

Ye Qianning saw something was wrong with her father and immediately stood up: “Dad.”

Xiang Minghou stretched out his hand and pulled her behind him, stared at Sang Zhi and said in a sinister tone, “Don’t disturb my daughter.”

“No.” Sang Zhi replied simply.

“If you dare to drag her into the quagmire again, I won’t let you go.” If it hadn’t been for him, how could he have separated his daughter for ten years.

“father…”

Ye Qianning met the gloomy gaze, pursed her lips and closed her mouth.

“Uncle Xiang, I have the ability to protect him. I know that Uncle Xiang doesn’t like the Beili royal family. I can quit my citizenship and have the same surname as her.” Sang Zhi stood up, and his magnetic voice did not sound like a joke.

Ye Qianning: “…”

He really dared to think about deportation.

Xiang Minghou: “Don’t even think about it.”

Sang Zhi thought for a while: “It’s okay to take Uncle Xiang’s last name. We are all one family anyway.”

“…” “Family? You dare to hit my daughter’s attention, I can’t spare you.” Xiang Minghou was angry, and the dark aura scattered all over his body.

The aura all over Sang Zhi’s body was originally evil, but when it collided with the hostility, murderous intent arose instantly.

Two auras collided in the small room, and no one was allowed to let go. If an ordinary person stood here, he would be killed by the impact of these two internal forces.

Ye Qianning was in a dilemma, so he concentrated his inner strength and rushed into this invisible battlefield.

Her breath was different, cold, murderous, determined, and accompanied by the dullness of death.

Xiang Minghou and Sang Zhi were both startled, and their aura disappeared instantly.

“Girl?” Xiang Minghou clenched his fingers.

Sang Zhi stood there, trembling all over, his red eyes widened, the aura in his memory, he didn’t like her aura like this, death…

This was the aura she exuded when she was shot through the heart by an arrow…

No…

“Ye Qianning.” Sang Zhi murmured.

Ye Qianning saw that both of them had held back their breath, and she also held back her breath, frowning at Lao Gao.

“Let’s go.” Xiang Minghou led her out the door.

Sang Zhi’s pupils shrank and he lifted his heels.

“Eighth Prince, stay.” Xiang Minghou didn’t even look back. He couldn’t control his anger after just one look.

Ye Qianning turned around and shook his head slightly.

Dad is even more resistant to Sang Zhi than before. If Sang Zhi follows him now, the two will definitely have conflicts.

Sang Zhi stopped and looked at her with reluctance, grievance, and pain. He just felt that she was getting further and further away, just like before…

Ye Qianning met that look, like an abandoned child, pitiful. She opened her mouth slightly and said two words silently.

Sang Zhi trembled and only saw her smile, his eyebrows slightly arched.

He smiled. She asked him to wait, so he waited. As long as she said it, he would believe it!

Xiang Minghou took Ye Qianning downstairs. As soon as he walked out of the door of Xianhai Tower, he met Zhan Chi who was coming in a hurry.