Yang Ming had never expected that the woman who was the topic of their earlier conversation for chatting with a dog would turn out to be his own wife. Didn't she dislike animals?
Had he known it was his wife, he would have followed her out immediately instead of waiting for so long. And to come outside only to see his wife being bullied was absolutely intolerable.
He shook off the man's arm with fury and said, "Brother Wang, what are you doing?"
The man, upon realizing that it was Yang Ming, felt a bit conflicted. Despite the good time they'd had drinking and playing finger-guessing games the last time, it wouldn't stop him from pursuing this woman. "Brother Yang, stay out of this. I've set my sights on this woman."
Hearing this, veins throbbed on Yang Ming's forehead, and a surge of anger shot up within him. He didn't care whether it was outside the Academy's entryway or how crowded it was, he punched the man in the face.