With a dull thud, that slender military baton landed on the ground imposingly.
Everyone present was well aware of the power of the military baton.
Even though Cui Wei wasn't in the military, just by looking at the expression of the person holding the baton, she could tell they weren't going to let Mingwei off easily.
Cui Wei's heart twisted; her beloved man was being beaten in front of her, which woman wouldn't feel pained?
Moreover, the whole incident was entirely the fault of those few rakes; Mingwei's actions were merely in self-defense. The subsequent Colonels were clearly trying to cover up for those rakes, frustrating Cui Wei while also making her heart ache — the handkerchief in her hand had long been twisted into a ball.
Mingwei looked at the military baton with a complex expression, and just when Cui Wei thought he would resist, to her surprise, the man bowed and accepted his fate!
Damn it!
