The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 643: That Sharp Weapon

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

Hmph! So what if he kills all the men in the world? It’s not like she would be killed. What was there to be afraid of in Beiting Huang?

However, Beiting Huang had never seen Yan Ye like this in front of her.

Perhaps this was his true nature.

However, at this moment, Beiting Huang was thinking that as long as she knew who had done something to her, she would definitely not let this person off. Her chin was held by Yan Ye, but he did not use much strength. Beiting

Huang struggled for a moment before removing herself from under his hand. “l hate indecisive men the most. They like to keep things to themselves. I hate this feeling the most. It’s fine if you don’t want to say anything, but it’s best if you never reveal it in this lifetime. If you have the guts, don’t ever say it out loud. If you do, you won’t be a man!”

Beiting Huang kicked Yan Ye away from the bed. Yan Ye l s skills naturally wouldn’t allow him to be kicked to the ground by the woman he loved.

However, this bed was his own bed. Now, not only was he occupying it, but his attitude was also so bad. He felt a little aggrieved.

In particular, this little thing actually dared to say that he was “not a man.” There was probably no man in the world who could stand the woman he loved saying that he was “not a man.” Even if it was a quarrel between husband and wife, such words could not be said easily.

This little girl was simply… Simply… Yan Ye only felt that the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for ten thousand years burst out at this moment.

The smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth. After an unknown period of time, Yan Ye was suddenly woken up by the smell of blood. He almost jumped away from Beiting Huang and stood on the edge of the bed, looking at her in horror.

Beiting Huang finally heaved a sigh of relief. She suddenly sat up and wiped her lips. A piece of her skin had already been bitten by Yan Ye, and blood was seeping out. She was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Yan Ye’s arm. It wasn’t that she wanted to slap his arm, but that she was sitting on the bed and Yan Ye was standing by the bed. She could only reach his arm.

Smack!

With a crisp sound, the four guards waiting in the courtyard tensed up, as if the slap had landed on their own faces..