Yao Danhong was once again terrified at what she saw, glancing subconsciously at a certain person. His face was clouded in an ever-deepening gloom, but he was still sitting quietly, motionless.
Truly, at this time, she wished he would rush over like before, stand in front of her regardless of everything, and say, "Don't be afraid, teacher, I'll protect you."
But, he didn't!
At that moment, her anger flared again. For some reason, facing Huang Jiajun's menacing claw, she didn't dodge but instead took a step forward, making it easier for him.
Seeing this, Huang Jiajun was tremendously pleased and laughed, "That's more like it!"
With his large hand formed into a claw, he reached directly for her chin, intending to lift her head and publicly kiss her.
However, out of nowhere, a 'whoosh' echoed, followed by the sound of something breaking through the air.
