Lan Yuzhe struggled continuously, but the more he struggled, the tighter the restraint behind him. "Who is your master, let go of me! Get lost——"
"If you keep this up, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Mu Zanting seemed completely unfazed by this threat. "Do you really have to be like this? Really? Do you know how long I've been looking for you? Why won't you acknowledge me now!"
Lan Yuzhe had never encountered such an audacious bastard, yet he couldn't shake him off.
There was a definite gap in strength.
In the end, he really had no choice, so he tried a back-shoulder throw, but little did he expect the man, who didn't look like a fox but had the heart of one, would clutch his clothes directly.
The throw was accompanied by a ripping sound——
Most of Lan Yuzhe's chest was suddenly exposed, with a long strip of white cloth tightly around the front, but even so, faint mounds could be seen rising beneath it.
