Yang Xiaoya had only learned two skills, barely enough to defend herself, let alone challenge Yin Xiaofan. He stayed away from Guan Lingyu, having no chance to win in a struggle against Yin Xiaofan.
I really didn't know where Yang Xiaoya got the courage from, but he dared to provoke Yin Xiaofan. He had no choice but to accept Yin Xiaofan's challenge.
"Who doesn't know how to cry? Just watch it." I hadn't realized Yin Xiaofan was so arrogant, as if he had already devoured his own prey. Yang Xiaoya was extremely frustrated, especially when he was so belittled, it was about to blow up Yang Xiaoya's lungs.
Yang Xiaoya saw that detestable face of Yin Xiaofan and felt filled with rage. He shot forward fiercely, aiming straight for Yin Xiaofan's face.
Although the attack looked sharp, Yin Xiaofan thought it was nothing more than a performance.
Since Yang Xiaoya wanted to take action herself, that suited him better. Yin Xiaofan's lips curved into a slight smile.
