Mo Yuxin stood in front of Yuan Ping, raised her head, "Move aside."
Yuan Ping was startled and instinctively got up, "Yuxin, you?"
Mo Yuxin sat down, and the man opposite her, Lao Qi, smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Yuxin, do you want to compete with me?"
Her arms were so small; would they break with just a twist? He was worried that Feng Tianyang might deal with him later.
"Yes!"
Mo Yuxin's words shocked Yuan Ping, Feng Tianyang, Lao Qi, and the others.
"I don't dare; I'm afraid I'll break your hand, and then Brother Yang will have to deal with me."
Lao Qi shook his hand, not daring to compete with Mo Yuxin.
"Break?"
Mo Yuxin raised an eyebrow; who would break whose hand was yet to be determined!
"Are you afraid?!"
Mo Yuxin smiled faintly as Lao Qi hurriedly shook his head, "How could I be afraid?"
What a joke; as a big man, how could he be afraid of a girl?
"If you're not afraid, let's compete."
