Before Wendy could finish her shout, she suddenly felt a strong gust of wind coming from beside her.
Before she had time to turn her head, Hou Muyan's heavy punch had already come.
Wendy got hit on the head, couldn't stand steady, and fell to the ground.
In Hou Muyan's pitch-black eyes, red light glowed, "Shout at my master again, and see what happens?"
Wendy was stunned by the punch.
She was, after all, a top agent of Tianxing Entertainment, and whether it was veteran artists or directors, they all showed her respect.
And now she was actually hit by a mere assistant?!
She covered her head, quickly swelling with a big bump. As her gaze collided with Hou Muyan's, her voice got stuck in her throat.
The refined man exuded a wild, unruly aura; the fierce beast within him had been unleashed, indiscriminately attacking anyone who disrespected Lu Xiaoyou.
He didn't seem like an assistant by Lu Xiaoyou's side; he seemed like her knight, her guardian angel.
