For a moment, both of them were stunned—not just Long Qingyan, who had just been groped, but even the King of Lanling froze in shock.
Looking at the King of Lanling giving him a thumbs-up, Long Yan showed a bitter smile, feeling helpless. This wasn't what he wanted. But at this moment, it seemed the only way to make the raging Long Qingyan stop behaving like a crazed woman.
"You scoundrel!"
Long Qingyan finally snapped out of it, raising her hand to slap Long Yan's face, but he dodged it with a swift sidestep, shouting as he did.
"Hey, hey! It's not like I wanted to. It's the only way to get you to calm down!"
But Long Yan noticed that the murderous intent in Long Qingyan's beautiful eyes hadn't diminished. She reached somewhere unknown to him, and suddenly produced two identical daggers in her hands, charging at him without hesitation.
