Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Leng Shuang and the other two followers trailing behind Feng Jiu shot a frosty glare at the man who was gawking at their master. All three of them looked stone cold, but since their master hadn't said anything and the man hadn't done anything else, they took no action.

Feng Jiu looked at the luxuriously dressed man before her, her beautiful face broke into a slight smile, and her languid voice filled with indifference escaped her lips, "No, please make way."

People are drawn to beauty by nature, and this man's actions were quite normal. After all, she knew that whenever they appeared, the scene was anything but dull. She wouldn't take any action unless his actions crossed a line.

Hearing the woman's nonchalant voice, the man felt a jolt in his heart and instinctively took a step forward. However, as he advanced, Leng Shuang, standing to the left of Feng Jiu, gave him a cold glance and pushed him back several metres with a wave of her palm.

She could endure his gaze on their master, but it was intolerable for him to come any closer to her!

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

"Young Master!"

The scene turned into chaos. The man fell to the ground hard, and blood surged up from his chest, spewing out from his mouth. The guards were taken aback by this, and while two of them rushed over to check on him, the other two glared fiercely and drew their swords, ready to charge forward.

"Stop!"

The luxuriously-dressed man hastily called out, not bothering to wipe the blood from his mouth. He glared angrily at his two guards, "What are you doing? If you bother the lady, I will hold you accountable!" I think you should take a look at

When Feng Jiu heard this, her lips twitched and she was left speechless.

Even Leng Shuang and the others gave the man an odd stare after hearing his words.

Hao'er who was holding Feng Jiu's hand, watched the man silently and then looked at his mother. He couldn't help but think, since his mother was so beautiful and his father wasn't with her, it was up to him to protect her and prevent other men from getting close to her.

"Let's go!" Feng Jiu said, holding Hao'er's hand, as they walked past the man in luxurious attire.

Leng Shuang and the other two followed, but they saw the man move forward again fearlessly. He even moved quickly to stand three steps in front of their master and make a strange bow.

"I'm sorry for being rude before, Miss. Don't take it to heart, please. I really didn't mean any harm," the man in luxurious attire hastily explained.

When Feng Jiu heard this, she stopped and looked at him. "If that's the case, then stop bothering us."

When he saw her reaction, he asked urgently, "But, Miss, don't you need someone to guide you around the city? I know this place well. I know the best places to see the city lights at night and where to get the rouge and face powder that ladies like you love."

"We don't need it." Feng Jiu glanced at him indifferently as she was already getting impatient.

"Miss…" The man wanted to say more, but he froze at the sight of a delicate child with a cold look stepping out in front of him.

"You dare to pester my Mother?" Hao'er looked at the man sternly and spoke to him in an icy tone.