Linhao and Jiayun were so infuriated by Zhan Lingtao's arrogant attitude that they rolled their eyes, and the more they looked at him, the more they wanted to hit him, so they stopped talking and were ready to get into battle mode.
Linhao asked coldly, "Enough with the nonsense. Speak, who are you going to fight first?"
Jiayun swung her nunchucks and walked forward two steps, "Ladies first, of course."
Looking at this delicate-faced little sister with a tomboyish demeanor, Zhan Lingtao adored her so much that he almost wanted to pat her head. He looked at her for two seconds, then beckoned to Linhao behind her with a finger, "Both of you come at me together, let's finish quickly so we don't miss lunch."
Linhao and Jiayun gritted their teeth simultaneously. This guy was too cocky. From his tone, it seemed like he could knock them down instantly at the start. This guy really deserved a beating.
