บท 114: Showdown in Tianjin (7)

*Bai Li*

"How dare you hold MY Ning in your filthy arms!?" 

Even if I couldn't see his face, I imagined how ugly his expression would be right now. He must be sending death glares my way, widening his eyes like a hideous monster. I could even hear him taking ragged breaths as if it was killing him to wait to deal with me.

I said, "First, she is not YOUR Ning. Zhang Ning is a free person, so she gets to decide to whom she would give her heart. Second, I take a bath every day. My arms are not filthy, and even if they are, they cannot be as filthy as your mouth. So I am cool."

"Heh. Do you think you can get away by talking that big? Don't forget that you are messing with a politician."

"And you don't forget that I don't give a shit about your background. All citizens are the same for every soldier. You don't get any special status because of your father."