"Ah!"
After An Zhiyi slapped Fu Ming's arm away, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, shrieking.
When he regained his senses, he stood with grass all over his head and looked at An Zhiyi, who was still helping Qian Jiyun walk. He nearly erupted in a tirade of curses.
Even if Qian Jiyun saved him, there's no need to add insult to injury, right? I didn't provoke them either! Does he have to be so heartless? He hit me so hard that I almost vomited blood!
"Are you two inhumane? Am I still your brother?!"
He chased after them, wanting to continue helping Qian Jiyun. However, An Zhiyi did not allow it and slapped him away.
"Get lost!"
An Zhiyi did not look well. Qian Jiyun had already been seriously injured because of him. If Fu Ming, in his carelessness, caused him further harm, it would only worsen his injuries.
