Zhao Yang once again adjusted his posture in midair and landed lightly on the ground, only this time his complexion was clearly looking worse for wear.
Not only his nose but even his mouth was bleeding...
"Zhao Yang, what exactly is going on with you?" Zhang Xiuer was completely baffled.
"Alright, that works!"
Amidst a sudden attack, Zhao Yang actually nodded his head, as if he really appreciated the opponent's approach just now.
Under Zhang Xiuer's astonished gaze, Zhao Yang said cheerfully to her, "Sister Xiu'er, those four little girls in the upstairs dorm really have a strong sense of vigilance!"
"You mean the way they've knocked you down from the second floor twice?"
Zhao Yang wiped the blood from his nose and mouth and grinned, saying, "Now I can rest assured..."
Zhao Yang's silly smile drew a roll of the eyes from Zhang Xiuer, who couldn't help but say, "Look at you, not only is your nose bleeding, but even your mouth is bleeding."
