C118 Ask the king how much he can worry about

"Not letting go." Bing-Er didn't let go of the man's arm. Instead, she dragged him to the side of the street. She couldn't bear the man forcing her to go there.

"Let go!" The man ordered Bing'er coldly.

Bing-Er stopped, turned around and looked at the man fearlessly. "No!"

"You!" The man's face was cold. He raised his hand to slap Bing'er, but when he saw the unyielding look in her eyes