"You!"
Meng Yang stomped over toward Xiao Bing, pointing at her. "Don't think that I wouldn't dare hit a woman! If you continue spouting all this nonsense, I'll punch you."
Now that his friend was unconscious, he didn't know what to do!
In the past, Sister Tang had always been his voice of reason. Now that she was in this state, he just wasn't used to it.
"She's not going to wake up anytime soon, so there's no point in hitting me."
Xiao Bing tilted her head.
This person wouldn't wake up, and the elders would send someone to save her. So, she wasn't afraid of being hurt by these ordinary people.
Did this wimp say that he wanted to hit her?
This was too funny.
The disdain and amusement on Xiao Bing's face made Meng Yang clench his fists. He was just about to punch the living life out of the woman when an abrupt voice echoed across the land.
"Aiyo, my old waist, my head, my legs!"
