Wen Xiao'ai watched as Hong Yi suddenly stopped, exuding a killing aura and looking furiously intimidating, unsure of what was happening.
Bai Tang's words were not entirely clear to her; she only faintly heard Hong Yi's voice through gritted teeth.
Before Wen Xiao'ai could even ask what was going on, Hong Yi suddenly turned around, charged at Bai Tang in a quick stride, and swung a punch at him.
Bai Tang seemed to have anticipated this reaction from the furious woman and had prepared accordingly. He dodged smoothly with a side-step and then immediately exchanged blows with Hong Yi, not holding back, with no compassion for the fairer sex.
A joke, compassion for the fairer sex?
This is no gem requiring his compassion—this woman had previously dislocated his arm so badly that it had only been reset the previous afternoon.
In just a few seconds, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves, and neither had gained the upper hand.
