"What are you doing?"
"I don't want to dirty it."
Mu Fan's gaze fixed on Yu Haitian opposite him, rolling up his shirt sleeves with both hands.
That outfit was the best he had worn, and Mu Fan still remembered the warning look on that adorable elf-like girl's face when she gave him the clothes, cautioning him not to dirty or damage them.
Upon hearing this statement, White Hair's face almost spelled out the word "impressed."
That was some serious pretense!
At that moment, Yu Haitian completed his charge-up and, with a booming sound, sprung up like a cannonball, charging ferociously into the air.
That explosive burst and rapid speed even caused Gaoling Ze's hair to be thrown backward.
"Prepare to take the person."
At this command, the bodyguards beside him lined up in unison.
As Yu Haitian leaped up, Mu Fan's right elbow pulled back violently, his body bending into a half-bow to store power.