You Dare To Hit My Student? (3)

The teenage girls were all stunned by the sudden appearance of the black flame. They instinctively turned toward the source.

A frail youth with delicate features suddenly appeared by the side.

"Who are you?" Meng Yao frowned at the sudden appearance of that youth. She saw that he was already in his twenties but didn't have a high cultivation level. Arrogance and disdain flashed across her eyes.

Looking at the chaotic scene before her, Ye Qingtang ignored Meng Yao's words and only walked over to Mu Ziying.

Mu Ziying appeared oblivious to everything. She just kept staring fixedly at the doll in Meng Yao's hands, suddenly pouncing forward to snatch it back. As Meng Yao didn't expect Mu Ziying to pounce again, she was furious and lifted her hand in reflex to smack Mu Ziying across the face.

But her hand was restrained before her palm made contact.

Meng Yao stared incredulously at Ye Qingtang, who was grasping her hand.