However, Yvette did not feel any pain. It was as if she was covered by a shield.
Yvette immediately raised her head.
Lance rushed over and took the smash!
Afraid of pressing her, Lance propped himself up with his elbows against the ground. Due to the friction, his skin was bleeding.
Then, he stood up, and terrifying viciousness surged in his dark narrow eyes.
"Thump!"
The servant holding the stick was kicked away.
The other two also had one kick each!
"Argh..."
Immediately, the three people were kicked away, screaming.
Their voices were so shrill that everyone present held their breath. They dared not make a sound.
In the next moment...
Lance pulled Yvette up, took out the rag in her mouth, and held her in his arms.
He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, ignored the pain in the back of his head, and lowered his head to mock her, "Can you only be tough in front of me?"
