"Don't call it a fool, do you believe that I can beat you into a fool with one punch?" A big hand stretched out from behind and steadily grasped the hand that Xiaoya was about to put on the shoulder of the boy named Huaqi, who was going to talk coldly.

"Who dares to spoil my seven good deeds?" Hua Qi scolded before he saw anyone, and at the same time, he tried to throw away the hand that the visitor had grasped. Nevertheless, the hand of the person who came to him did not fling off. When he saw the person who was holding him, he trembled with fear....