The young man in the brocade robe stomped his foot, his fist stirring up a fierce gust.
He saw that the young man wasn't even giving him a chance to explain before attacking. Moreover, he showed no restraint whatsoever, striking with lethal force!
Hong Yu was exasperated…
'What did I do wrong?'
'Absolutely nothing!'
'All I did was return in the same chariot as Beichen Celestial Frost, and that makes me her secret lover?'
'Besides…'
'How the hell did you only see me and completely ignore Little Feng in there? If I really had some kind of special relationship with Beichen Celestial Frost, why would I bring a kid along as a third wheel?'
Annoyed, Hong Yu retreated a step to dodge the young man's fist. "Friend, you've misunderstood," he said. "I have no relationship with Miss Beichen."
