"You are asking for it!"
His fist aimed for Lin Qinghao's face.
Although Lin Qinghao wasn't as strong as Lu Zhengyu, his anger released his inner beast as he returned punches with all he's got.
Lin Qinghao had been hit pretty badly, but it was like he couldn't sense any pain as he constantly fought back.
Lin Wanwan looked at the pair who couldn't break apart and fell into a dilemma. She had no idea if she should give them a round of applause or bring a chair to watch the show.
Both of them deserved to die!
Yu Yun tried to stop them, but the pair couldn't hear a thing.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Lu Zhanbei walked in with Mo Jiushang.
After looking at the mess, Lu Zhanbei looked away in disgust.
"Jiushang."
Mo Jiushang, who was ready for a nap, slowly opened his eyes. He dragged his feet forward, and his lazy stance made Lin Wanwan question if he could do anything.
