Gege, I Really Like You

 "F*ck... What the hell?!"

The man finally realized he had encountered a tough enemy. He cursed, pulled open his collar, and approached Song Yaoyao. "Hey, girl! Are you planning to leave after hitting my people? And you, do you know who I am? Huh? This is my territory. I can—" 

"Ah!"

Huo Yunque pulled back his hand and wrapped the girl in his arms.

The man was sent flying as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Huo Qi was speechless. He took a glance at the man; his chest was practically dented.

The Master didn't normally attack, but when he did, it was lethal!

With this thought, he realized how Miss Song and the Master were a perfect match.

Only the Master could control this violent girl.

The man's eyes scanned across the people on the ground as though he was looking at a pile of ants. His tone was cold.

"Deal with them."

Huo Qi nodded. "Yes."

"Gege."