Ho Yumeng took out her phone and pressed the emergency number on the screen.
As long as anyone dared to touch her, she would call the police immediately.
"You... you..." Senior Master Lin almost fainted from anger.
He pointed at Ho Yumeng's nose, his whole body shaking with rage, and questioned Lin Fan: "Are you just going to let her talk back to your father like this? Aren't you going to teach her a lesson for me?"
"Dad... please don't..." Lin Fan looked at Senior Master Lin, shaking his head in pain: "Dad, I beg you, let Mengmeng go! I'm begging you, Dad..."
Senior Master Lin was so angry that his vision was turning black.
If it had been before, with such a furious outburst, Lin Fan would have already knelt and begged him not to be angry.
But today, not only did Lin Fan not kneel and beg him, every word he said was defending Ho Yumeng.
The anger surged in his chest, almost making him cough up blood.
Yet, he couldn't do anything about Ho Yumeng.
