Tang Wenrou watched as Yang Hu's momentum increased with every step he took forward. Her hands, tense with nervousness, clenched into fists, her knuckles turning somewhat pale.
"Xingping, Doctor Fang won't be in trouble, will he?"
Li Yujie, intimidated by Yang Hu's imposing aura, hid behind her husband Lu Xingping and quietly asked.
Although Li Yujie wanted to take Fang Bai as her godson but Fang Bai hadn't given her a response, she had already started to regard him as her own son in her heart. As Yang Hu sparred with Fang Bai, she was on pins and needles, afraid that Fang Bai would be injured by Yang Hu.
At the same time, she also couldn't help but feel resentful toward Old Master Lu, thinking how nice it would have been for everyone to sit around and chat instead of resorting to physical confrontation. No matter who got hurt, it would affect everyone's mood.
"Doctor Fang, watch out for my punch!"
