Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 534 [Qian Qian Shang] These people are indeed slaves——

Qian Xia couldn't stand it any longer, disregarding the warning from Dugu Shang's hand on her waist, she broke free and walked towards the group of people.

The long whip did not fall, but she grabbed it in her palm.

"Stop! Do you still have the law to commit murder in the street?"

She glanced at the fallen men, like refugees fleeing from a refugee, their hands were tied together, and they had no ability to resist at all.

They have become like this, these people don't treat them as human beings and beat them.

The leading man in black was slightly stunned, and then he showed a wretched smile.

"I thought someone was meddling in other people's business. It turned out to be a beauty. However, it's best to let the beauty go. There is an explanation for this. If these slaves don't obey, they can only be disciplined."

The man walked towards Qian Xia while talking, a lecherous hand was about to pull her, but suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, and a soft black sword was placed on the back of his hand.

His hands were slightly numb even though he hadn't pulled out the sheath.

"Let go!" came a cold whisper, the man raised his head to curse, but was surprised when he met Dugu Shang's eyes.

"Six—" It turned out to be the sixth prince, why would he want to intervene in this matter?

But it was too late to think about it, the sword on the back of his hand was still oppressing, he had no choice but to let go of the whip in the other hand.

Qian Xia took the opportunity and whipped it on the ground, the dust was flying up, how painful it must be to hit someone.

"You said they were slaves, who is above you?"

Qian Xia knew that Dugu Shang definitely didn't want her to meddle in her business, but she was so bored that she was going to get sick, and besides, they were indeed pitiful, so she definitely wanted to meddle.

The leading man in black carefully glanced at the cold-faced Dugu Shang, and then turned to Qian Xia.

"Advise the girl not to ask too many questions, these people are indeed slaves—"

"You nonsense! We are not slaves, we were tricked!" The boy lying on the ground retorted loudly, his brown eyes glaring at the men in black with hatred.

That's right, his eyeballs are brown, and his hair is short and slightly curly, which reminds her of a foreigner, and Qianxia finds it very strange.

"Shut up! Little bastard, I've made you think highly of you by tying you up!"

(End of this chapter)