If Suyun were present, Luo Yang could still seek her help.
Now that Suyun is staying at Chen Xiaoyun's house, Luo Yang can only rely on himself.
Hong Jiaxin is a tomboy. When she's upset, it's normal for her to lash out physically.
Compared to Tang Guihua, Luo Yang prefers facing the attacks from Tang Guihua.
After all, Tang Guihua only trained in the formidable interrupted cultivation, which has a proper form but is more bearable.
Unlike Hong Jiaxin, who is a practitioner herself; once those little fists start flying, she can leave one black and blue.
Although Luo Yang is fully capable of dealing with Hong Jiaxin, he doesn't want to get into a competitive fight with her, so he lets her have her way.
"Class leader, you're hitting me again," Luo Yang said helplessly.
"You don't listen, so I have to hit," Hong Jiaxin said, slightly raising her beautiful face proudly, her voice sweet.
In the elevator, Luo Yang was really worried that Hong Jiaxin might start punching hard.
