"Kid, I definitely won't let you go."
All ten fingers interlocked, the pain piercing like drilling through a bed, Shao Dongyang's forehead was covered in sweat as he glared at Xu Yan with gritted teeth.
"Get lost! If you have no face, next time you'll only have one hand left."
Xu Yan snorted coldly, kicking Shao Dongyang away with one foot. Then he embraced Ye Yiyi, who was still pressing down on him, ready to leave.
"Ah!
As soon as the words were spoken, a young man in a white short-sleeve shirt stepped out of the crowd.
The young man was slender, beautiful, with fair skin, but their eyes looked a bit melancholic, giving an uncomfortable feeling.
When we saw this young man, we all held our breaths and looked at Xu Yan with sympathy in our eyes.
"Shao Dongming, what do you want to do?" I'm telling you, don't mess around. This is the school."
Ye Yiyi's face turned pale, a flash of panic crossed her eyes as she looked at the young man and said.
