The person was wearing a clean white shirt, and his hair was a little short. There was a smile on his lips.
"Who are you?"
Xing Jiuan heard those people's questions.
"If I see injustice on the streets, I'll lend a helping hand righteously. You can treat me as a good person!"
The man's seemingly joking words made the other party even angrier.
"Get lost."
When Xing Jiuan heard this voice, her expression turned cold. However, the man who had just arrived below did not seem to care.
"I…" His tone instantly turned cold. "I hate it when people scold me."
When Xing Jiuan heard this, she thought at that inappropriate time, "Why didn't I know?"
The battle below was not exciting at all. It was completely one-on-one.
Xing Jiuan did not go down to help either. She just watched from above.
