Hearing this, Yao Girl played along and snuggled into Feng Hao's arms, her eyes filled with sweetness and smug satisfaction. "Breaking up the second you leave the academy? That's obviously not true love. Hmph!"
"Yaoyao is right." Feng Hao nodded in deep agreement, then shook his head and sighed. "You all are just too young. You don't understand what love is."
The two of them were in perfect harmony, their words so convincing they attracted quite a crowd.
But to Zhou Chen and Beixing Ran, it was nothing but blatant mockery and sarcasm.
Zhou Chen was red in the face with anger, but he was too intimidated by Feng Hao's strength to make a move. Beixing Ran, however, couldn't care less.
"AHHH—I'm going to kill you both!"
She let out a strange cry and charged at them like a madwoman, a raging fire dancing in her eyes.
Feng Hao was completely unfazed. He casually stuffed Xiaohai into Xi Yueyao's arms, smoothly pulled her behind him, and thrust a palm forward to meet the attack.
