Bai Yifei remembered what her father had said when she set out.
"Be modest when you're away from home; there are masters to be found among the common folk."
With this in mind, Bai Yifei finally spoke up, "Zhang Xiaomeng, that person wasn't a shill you hired, was he?"
Bai Yifei harbored serious doubts about Zhang Xiaomeng.
Zhang Xiaomeng gently touched his forehead and rolled his eyes, "You think everyone is like you, all boobs and no brains."
"Ahhh, do you want to die?" Bai Yifei waved her little fists, inching closer and closer to Zhang Xiaomeng.
Zhang Xiaomeng was not the least bit intimidated; he could take down several little girls like Bai Yifei with just one hand.
Bai Yifei did not dare to actually throw a punch at Zhang Xiaomeng's face.
After all, with Zhang Xiaomeng's size towering there, she looked more like a little potato.
"Zhang Xiaomeng, do you dare to have a competition with me?"
"We'll decide the winner in one round."
"How about it?"
