Isn’t That A Bit Petty?

The woman staggered back, clutching her stomach as pain twisted her expression.

"You bitch, I'll kill you!" she snapped, fury burning in her eyes.

Gripping her spear tightly, she prepared to charge again, but before she could take a step, a voice sounded behind her.

"Why are you mad at her just for being pretty? Isn't that a bit petty?"

She barely had time to react before a brick came crashing down on her head. Her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground.

Feng Fan shook his head. "What a shameful display."

He conveniently ignored the fact that he also disliked handsome men, simply because he wasn't one.

After the woman lost consciousness, Feng Fan quickly swiped her space ring before turning to Xue Qiang.

"Qinqin, are you alright?"

Xue Qiang's expression softened. "I'm fine, thanks, Fanfan."

Jia Jiang approached them, interrupting the conversation. He clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.