"Jiang Fan! Stop!"
Concubine Yun Xia's face suddenly changed, filled with shame and anger,
"If you stop now, I might consider sparing your life."
"Otherwise..."
Jiang Fan turned a deaf ear to her, his palm exploring her body.
This kind of meaningless nonsense, he couldn't be bothered to listen to even a word.
As Jiang Fan's palm moved over her, her body shuddered again.
She was instantly humiliated to the extreme, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Fan, killing is merely a matter of striking a head and raising a hand."
"Why must you humiliate me like this?"
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes at her.
"Isn't it because I can't kill you that I need to take you as a captive?"
Uh—
Concubine Yun Xia's expression froze, and her tone softened as she spoke rationally,
"But didn't you already search my body before?"
"Why go through this again?"
Jiang Fan finished searching her waist and sleeves, his hand moving towards her chest, "That was earlier."
