As Ji Huaizhi was seeing that He Jingrong lifted up Ye Zhiyu's ankle to look left and right and that He Jingrong even made a move, Ji Huaizhi's eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure, and he stood next to Ye Zhiyu as if to declare his sovereignty.

"Can you handle it?"

He Jingrong revealed a sly smile, "What? Are you in a hurry?"

Ji Huaizhi's face sank. Just as he was about to flare up, He Jingrong immediately regained his stern expression. As ...