"Think you can hit someone and just walk away?"
Song Yun originally thought it was a misunderstanding and didn't pay much attention, but seeing the white girl's arrogant demeanor, he couldn't contain his anger.
After all, standing on the soil of Hua Country and insulting its people, Song Yun couldn't just stand by and do nothing!
He walked toward the white girl while Yuan Siyi and Wen Shu followed closely behind, both women squatting down to comfort the crying little girl.
At this moment, the white girl looked impatiently at Song Yun, her eyes full of provocation.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this, Song Yun coldly said, "Stop spouting that foreign language, if you're going to talk, speak Mandarin!"
The white girl looked at him in disbelief; she hadn't expected such a handsome man to speak vulgarly.
She pointed her finger at Song Yun and shrieked shrilly, "You dare curse at me! Do you know who I am? Do you know where I'm from?!"