C342 Mind your own business

Zhao Zhilan's heart suddenly twitched. By the time he reacted, he was already holding onto Ding Wanyue's wrist tightly.

The long whip slanted and slashed across Shui Qingyan's shoulder, not injuring him.

Ding Wanyue wanted to struggle free from Zhao Zhilan's hand, but was unable to.

"Let go!" Ding Wanyue glared at Zhao Zhilan