"Huh?"
Cheng Lingdang tugged at Shi Yaoguang's arm but couldn't budge it.
She blinked in confusion, then used both hands and gave a hard pull.
Shi Yaoguang remained motionless.
She suddenly became perplexed, "What's going on?"
She was a bit stronger than the average girl, for example, unbeatable in arm-wrestling contests.
Before she could figure it out, she saw a group of people approaching with great momentum.
The person in the lead was Quan Sicheng.
Cheng Lingdang immediately panicked, "Yaoguang, Yaoguang, what should we do? Quan Sicheng wouldn't hit a girl, would he?"
Shi Yaoguang casually replied, "With his lack of manners, he probably wouldn't be gentlemanly."
"Wow~" Cheng Lingdang silently took a step back, "This is a crisis, how can you still be so calm?"
Shi Yaoguang slowly stood up, "Why shouldn't I be calm?"
"Quan Sicheng is furious!" Cheng Lingdang reminded.
Shi Yaoguang: "I know."
Cheng Lingdang blinked, "Then why aren't you running?"
