The Good Quality of Others

'Damn, he doesn't even forget to pick up girls when taking the field!'

The eyes of the young ladies nearby lit up in excitement as they cupped their hands and placed them in front of their chest, desperately yelling out Xuanyuan Zi Guang's name, wishing they could throw themselves at him.

"Idiot!" Ling Han shook his head.

"Idiot!" Helian Xun Xue imitated him while sticking her tongue out; after all, she had to add in some individual characteristic.

"Next time you meet this idiot, just beat him up!" Ling Han encouraged.

"But I'm scared of hurting my hand!" Helian Xun Xue said weakly.

Ling Han pondered, then took out the brick, shoving it into her hand, and said, "Then use this to smack him."

Helian Xun Xue was instantly elated, and said, "Alright!" She gripped the brick and tried out her strength in waving it, looking eager to give it a try.