Di Cangâs eye surged with anger. Pressing his arms against the tree behind Bai Yan, he firmly corners the woman against it.
âDo we know each other?â This question of his was made through extreme effort and control.
A foxâs sense of smell was very sensitive, therefore he can tell the scent of this woman had a lot of similarities to that person who raped himself.
Bai Yan blinked and blinked in confusion: âIâm someone thatâs known to have photographic memory. If I had seen you before then itâs impossible for me to forget. I fear I donât know youâ¦â
âIs it now?â At that, Di Cang deliberately lowered his voice into a whisper, âdo I need to remind you of the incident from six years ago at Ancient Road?â
Six years ago, Ancient Road?
Startled, Bai Yan recalled thatâs about the same time when she happen to pick up the man that nightâ¦
Remembering this, her heart instantly made a sinking sound inside. Raising her head up to meet that bloodthirsty stare, no matter how she thought about it, this pair of eyes looked exactly like whatâs in her memory.
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âThisâ¦â Starting to panic in her heart, she didnât dare show it in front of the person, âyou have mistaken me for someone else. Six years ago I was never anywhere near Ancient Road.â
Tightly pinching Bai Yanâs chin, the manâs big powerful hand forces her to face him head on: âWhether or not its you, we will know once we have a try in bed. I still remember that taste very clearly!â
Will know after a try in bed?
Try in bed?!!
These last three words causes Bai Yanâs blood to gush right up to her head, making her to lose her composure completely. In one heavy stomp, she attacks the manâs feet and angrily shouted: âYou damn pervert!â
Making a low heavy grunt at the hit, his hands that were imprisoning Bai Yan loosened itself by reflect, thus allowing her to escape from under his graspâ¦
âYour Highness.â A guard suddenly descends from the sky at this moment. Beads of sweat could clearly be seen on the newcomerâs forehead because he never expected there to be a being daring enough to hit the lord.
âDo you need subordinate here to bring the woman back?â He hurries to wipe the cold sweat away, afraid his appearance would offend the man.
âNo.â Di Cangâs line of sight fell in the general direction of the escaping woman, âgo investigate her background and identity. I want to know if she was ever at that place six years ago.â
âYes Your Highness.â Making a respectful bow, the guard salutes to show he understands the command.
âOh yes, Your Highnessâ¦â The guard timidly lowered his head, âthe princess is refusing to leave the estate right now and is making a fuss that she wants to see you.â
Wrinkling his forehead, Di Cangâs voice becomes a cold one: âDidnât I say to throw her out?â
âButâ¦â
No matter what, thatâs the royal princess of the kingdom. Even if they got more balls, they, as servants, would never dare do such a thing as to throw a princess out the door!
Sweeping his cold gaze across the man, Di Cang makes a displeased grunt: âGo to the penalty hall to receive your punishment!â
The cruel manâs voice causes the guard to lose his balance. Shaking from the waist down, only horror could be found in the guardâs face at this point.
The penalty hall? That sort of place usually meant a location for minor disciplinary actions, but in His Highnessâs estate, itâs a place where one might not come back out alive. Even if they do, itâs a certainty the survivor would be crippled somewhere!
âYes, subordinate willingly accepts the punishment!â Trembling in his lip, the guard forces these words out with all his nerves rattled.
In front of His Highness, no amount of begging will warrant mercy. In fact, it will only make the punishment even more severe.