"Get lost!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan squinted his eyes, his voice thunderous like spring lightning, and coldly shouted, "If you don't get lost now, I'll send you on your way right now!"
"Kid, just wait, we're leaving!"
Xingtian uttered harsh words, managing to salvage some dignity, so as not to completely lose face, and then hurriedly departed from Ziyi Square with his entourage.
"I really want to slap him to death."
After Xingtian left, Ye Fan muttered to himself.
"Brother Ye, you have no idea how awe-inspiring you were just now, scolding Xingtian like he was a little chick!"
Zi Huan jumped up, hugged Ye Fan tightly, and planted a bright "strawberry" on his cheek.
"It's all over, completely over now!"
Zi Xiaoyi hadn't quite come to his senses yet, still collapsed on the ground, muttering unceasingly, clearly frightened.
"Uncle, get up, it's alright now, Xingtian and his men have already left."
Upon hearing this, Zi Huan pursed her lips and said to Zi Xiaoyi.
