Coming head-on, suddenly there was a slap, sweeping across her face.
This slap, following the tilt of her lowered head, just happened to hit her at the back of the head and the temples. Her vision blurred for a moment, and when she could barely differentiate between east, west, south, and north, she saw clearly the figure standing in front of her.
Yueyue's eyes momentarily caught the towering shadow of his figure, his cold but trembling lips, and the quivering fingertips after the slap.
Similarly, Chen Xiaoyi and Gao Dasha, standing on either side, were stupefied when they saw Jun Ye step out abruptly and raise his hand.
"Jun Ye?" Due to the unexpectedness of the event, Gao Dasha merely stifled the cry in his throat, his limbs rigid.
Chen Xiaoyi, on the other hand, had a quicker reaction than him, blocking in front of Jun Ye: "Lu Ke!"
