"Brother Huo, it really is you!"
She came running from a distance, about to throw herself into the man's arms right in front of Xia Zhaoyun.
Xia Zhaoyun bit her lip, grabbed the man's clothes, and, with a touch of malice, waited until the woman's momentum was unstoppable before yanking him sharply to the side.
The man's expression had already returned to its usual icy calm. He cooperated perfectly, sidestepping and using Xia Zhaoyun's pull to flawlessly dodge the woman just half a second before impact.
Unable to stop, her face a mask of shock and mortification, the woman crashed to the ground with a THUD. This was bound to become a moment she'd never live down, and to make matters worse, Xia Zhaoyun let out an amused snort.
