In Qiao Muyun's eyes, Zi Ruoxi was like a goddess, noble and untouchable! So, he couldn't let anyone slander her, especially not in front of him—this person was asking for death! If it weren't for the fact that Qiao Muyun was a legitimate blood relative of Caesar Fei Manor and genuinely Qiao Junlie's younger brother, he would have already shot this guy, there'd be no point in wasting time talking rubbish here...
After speaking, Murong Jun tilted his eyes sideways, glanced at a subordinate nearby, and simultaneously extended his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. This was probably caused by Qiao Muyun's earlier beating. Damn! He really hit hard~
"Give me the gun!" Murong Jun shouted, coldly staring at Qiao Muyun. He must teach this brat a lesson today; don't think that being royalty means no one dares to touch him! Damn, there is no one in this world Murong Jun wouldn't touch!
