"..."
Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words.
Zhang Mengjie knew him so thoroughly that even if he had mouths all over his body, he couldn't argue with her.
"Haha... See, I was right. Young Master Lin is just sharp-tongued but soft-hearted." Zhang Mengjie laughed more and more heartily, pointing out Lin Zifeng's weakness in front of her sister, making him, who had been suppressing his temper, wish he could strangle this Elf.
"Pfft..."
Then, after Zhang Mengjie laughed, she suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Sister!"
Zhang Yuxuan was so scared that her face turned pale. She hurriedly embraced her sister's delicate body, staring wide-eyed in terror: "Sister, what's wrong? Are you hurt?"
Lin Zifeng quickly stepped forward, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and used his X-ray vision to discover a large shadow near her ribs!
It was Hawke Martin's handprint!
