Quanxi placed her hands on your shoulders, her reaction intense as she had just moments ago been ready to sever the head of a man who had been flirting with you. Her touch traveled down your back guiding you toward the exit of the bar.

"I despise when men believe they can ogle my girls." With a gentle grip on your waist, Quanxi's expression was inscrutable, though an undeniable air of jealousy lingered around her.

"If he dares to lay his filthy hands on you again, I'll gouge out his eyes."