"Oh, pretty lady!"
A man whistled as he approached Luo Qianxun, reaching out to touch her chin, "All alone, huh? How about hanging out with me?"
"Get lost!"
Luo Qianxun raised her hand to slap away the man's hand, but someone was quicker.
"Ah… it hurts! Let go of my hand."
The man screamed like a pig being slaughtered, Situ Hao was about to break his hand.
"Let go?"
Situ Hao nodded darkly and suddenly let go of the man's hand, but the next second, he kicked him to the ground.
Before he could get up, the foot of Situ Luo in leather shoes harshly stepped on the back of his hand, "This is the hand you used to touch her chin."
This was stated as a matter of fact, as Situ Hao had seen it clearly.
"I was wrong, please spare me."
The pain of Situ Hao stepping on his hand made the man grimace.
"Dare to touch my woman, your hand is useless."
Situ Hao swiftly exerted force, the man screamed in pain, "No…"