Facing two burly men charging directly at him, Wang Ye showed not a trace of panic on his face.
He turned around, looked at Fang Feifei behind him, and smiled at her.
Night.
The moonlight shone directly on Wang Ye's face. The moonlight bathed his face not with any trace of charm, but it made him appear both gentle and wildly fierce.
"No need to run, just two nobodies."
However, Fang Feifei did not take Wang Ye's words to heart because, in her vision, two savage warriors were jointly attacking Wang Ye from behind.
Their fists, like meteors falling from the sky, emitted a "whooshing" wind as they descended, seemingly capable of pulverizing everything in the world into nonexistence.
"Be careful."
Even when Fang Feifei had faced danger just moments ago, she managed to remain calm at the last moment before the opponent's fist could strike.
Now, as she watched the fists of the two men about to smash into Wang Ye, her voice cracked with concern as she warned him.
"It's okay,"
