Xia Feng slightly bent forward, his dark eyes suddenly locking in close with those fox-grey eyes.
The eternal cold pool of Huang Zhaoyue's eyes became even icier, and a sense of disgust rose in her heart. Yet the man's large hand suddenly clamped down on her chin, forcing her head upwards!
The fox-grey eyes slightly flinched, barely perceptibly.
How dare he...!!
"How dare you?" Xia Feng looked down from above, his dark eyes cold and indifferent. "I'm very curious, Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, you, who is now not even a tenth of your strength and couldn't even defeat Zhuo Hua, how dare you show disrespect to me like this on this warship with no one around?"
"!!!"
"Hmm?!" Xia Feng let out a curious sound and continued to lower his gaze.
His palm and her chin fit together, with no restraint in his grip, very rough indeed. Even though her body wasn't a normal one, her face still felt the piercing pain, her pale neck arching backwards.
