But before Zhang Xi could even finish dreaming about his perfect scenario, Gu Xuehan, the girl he hadn't even had a chance to touch, was suddenly embraced by another man, who dared to place his hand on such a sensitive spot.
How could Zhang Xi, who was used to getting his way, just stand by and let this happen?
No matter how close Ye Fei and Ye Zhilin were, or how mysterious Ye Zhilin seemed, Zhang Xi was done holding back.
"Kid, let her go!" Zhang Xi roared, gathering all his internal energy. His fingers formed a claw as he lunged at Ye Fei's nape. He wasn't just trying to separate Ye Fei from Gu Xuehan; he wanted Ye Fei dead.
With his right arm still wrapped around Gu Xuehan, Ye Fei's left arm shot backward like lightning, blocking Zhang Xi's right arm.
"Snap!" With a crisp sound, Zhang Xi's outstretched right arm twisted at an unnatural angle. The intense pain was so overwhelming that even a Great Ascension stage expert like him couldn't help but want to scream in agony.
