As Lin Qingxue slowly revealed the grievances in her heart, Hao Jian's initially sullen expression gradually turned cold, until finally, his face became indifferent, showing no trace of his inner thoughts.
Gently wiping away the tears stuck to Lin Qingxue's pretty face, he slowly smiled, speaking with a light yet serious tone, "Don't worry, with me here, no one can bully you..."
Supporting Lin Qingxue up to rest on a nearby stone bench, Hao Jian slowly turned around under Lin Qingxue's gaze filled with autumn waves.
As he turned and took a step, the temperature around him abruptly rose, with a faint hint of distortion, and his lowered head lifted at this moment, his gaze cold, anger surging.
Lips moved, and a voice mixed with anger was unleashed.
"Next, let me properly handle these guys who bullied you! I will avenge you!"
