"What are you hitting me for?"
Takeda Masumi sat on the ground, glaring at Fang Cheng.
The bastard had started hitting her without even saying a word.
"Hitting you? I didn't."
Fang Cheng spread his hands. "I was just communicating with you."
Takeda Masumi's chest heaved with anger. At a glance, it looked like two little balloons inflating and deflating. "Do you think I'm Ye Yuqing? Since when is this how people communicate?"
"Ever heard of making friends through fighting?"
Fang Cheng held out a hand to her. "A woman like you won't listen to reason. The only thing you understand is physical persuasion."
Takeda Masumi wanted to jump up and smash the bastard's head in. What did he mean, a woman like her only understood physical persuasion?
Unfortunately, she couldn't beat him. She could only grab Fang Cheng's hand with a bad grace and get back to her feet.
"What did you tell me a few nights ago?"
Fang Cheng's voice dripped with sarcasm. "You said you wouldn't get involved in your comrades' affairs. I see you really didn't get involved. You were part of the whole thing from the start."
He was genuinely a little angry. She kept telling him everything was fine, then secretly ran off to such a dangerous place. It was obvious she was treating him like an outsider.
Takeda Masumi had no answer. She could only shoot Nangong Saya a questioning look.
Why did you bring him here?
The two women were perfectly in sync, and Nangong Saya understood what she meant at once.
But she'd nearly died and had to call Fang Cheng for help. Then, worried about Takeda Masumi, she'd asked him to come find her too. There was no way to explain all that with a look.
She tried to communicate