Just as the chicken leg was about to hit his face, the man reached out and caught it, but at the same time couldn't prevent Meng Xinian from kicking him. Unable to retract his foot in time, he fell on his butt onto the ground, still holding the chicken leg.
"I say, who is this girl to you? Why is she so fierce?"
He glanced at the chicken leg in his hand, his eyes flickering, and looked at Chiang Xiao again.
The force with which this chicken leg was thrown wasn't small.
If it had really hit his face just now, it would have hurt for sure.
This girl is tough.
Just now, it was completely undetectable.
Moreover, given Meng Xinian's personality, how could he allow himself to be interrupted during a spar?
But now, he glanced at Meng Xinian and found he was actually a bit sheepish.
"Little, I'm fine."
"You say you're fine and that makes it fine?" Chiang Xiao snorted, "If that kick had really landed just now, see if you'd still say you're fine!"
