Lin Huahua's face became so hot that she nearly squeaked.
Then, because she was too embarrassed to handle his shamelessness with words, she lifted one foot and stomped right on his.
Or at least, she tried.
The problem was that Feng Yiren was a beastman, and his body was much too strong, so her stomp did absolutely nothing except make her own leg bounce a little.
He looked down at her foot.
Then at her face.
And for one second he clearly wanted to say it. He wanted to say, you see? That is why you should not challenge me.
But before he could open his mouth, he noticed that Mu Qingyi and Hu Baiyu were both looking at him.
Not casually either.
They were glaring.
The message was very clear.
Do not say it.
And you better act like you're in pain.
Feng Yiren rolled his eyes dramatically, then instantly clutched himself and said, "Ow. Aiyo. That was so painful. I think my bones have shattered. I may never walk again."
Lin Huahua stared at him.
