It seemed that in the next second, he wanted to tear the ringleader to shreds.
The woman on the ground was so frightened that she trembled and didn't dare to cry out anymore, silencing herself. In her eyes was fear, and she didn't dare to glance at Ye Fan.
Normally such a handsome boy, why did he become so terrifying when filled with rage, like a wild beast gone mad, especially those bloodshot eyes that seemed to instill great terror in people?
"Dad, actually, it was Zhou Le and I who fought and got hurt, but of course, she didn't fare any better. She's worse off than I am. Your daughter, I don't suffer losses!" Ye Yu said boldly, holding her father's hand, with a pair of very bright eyes.
She knew that her father cared about them the most.
If anything was even slightly amiss, their father, Ye Fan, would become as worried as if he was going insane.
Having such a father was wonderful, but of course, they didn't want to see their father like this.
