Before Huang Yueli could react, Li Moying's expression changed immediately.
He raised his foot to kick the beggar down.
"Let go of her!"
Li Moying's kick was extremely fast and there was a sharp whistling sound, which made everyone who heard it tremble.
If he was kicked for real by this kick, half of this person's life will be lost if he doesn't die!
However, this was what he deserves.
Everyone knows that Young Master Li was most nervous about his fiancée. If this beggar dares to touch Young Miss Li, wasn't he courting death?
However, at this moment, a streak of profound energy flew across the air, just blocking Li Moying's feet.
"Hey, wait, Moying, don't be so impulsive!"
Huang Yueli stopped him in time.
Li Moying frowned, and looked at her in surprise, "Little Li'er, you are... the finals are about to start, we don't need to waste time for a beggar."
