Ye Wuge blew on his knuckles and looked at Ye Hongming with raised eyebrows, "Am I qualified now? If not, I'll continue."
Ye Hongming, slapped in front of Nuoyan, Xiao Chengyu, and so many others, felt a shame so intense he felt like banging his head against the wall.
"You little brat, it seems you don't want to live anymore."
With that, he raised his hand, moving forward intending to hit Jiayin.
Ye Wuge stepped forward, shielding Jiayin, and swung his hand to push Ye Hongming's arm aside.
He was not worried about Jiayin suffering any loss. Given Jiayin's personality, if Ye Hongming really slapped her, it would definitely be his own loss.
He stepped forward, mainly to protect his woman and child.
No matter how strong Jiayin was, she was still his woman.
Ye Hongming was pushed aside by Ye Wuge, staggering back two steps, losing all face and dignity in the process.
He trembled with anger, pointing at Ye Wuge, "You… you…"
