Fierce Battle with Dai Mubai!

**Ding!**

"Congratulations, Host. You have spoken a classic line from Rakshasa Street and received one lottery draw. Would you like to activate the lottery wheel?"

Yang Ming's eyes flickered as he temporarily chose "No."

Now was not the time for a draw.

"Big brother!" Xiao Wu cheered as she happily ran over to Yang Ming's side. One hand hooked around his arm while the other pointed at Dai Mubai. Her adorable lips pouted so far out that she could have hung a lantern from them as she said aggrievedly, "He bullied me! Hurry up and beat him up!"

Yang Ming lowered his head slightly, and a lovely girl came into view.

They said girls changed dramatically as they grew up. The little loli from before had fully blossomed over the past few years into a graceful young maiden.

Her silky black hair had been neatly braided into a scorpion braid that fell from the back of her head past her calves. She was taller than girls her age, only a head shorter than Yang Ming.

She wore a small pink top that made her rosy complexion look especially cute. Her slender, easily grasped waist further emphasized her slim and captivating figure. Perhaps its only flaw was the lack of any surging waves. Bad review.

Her well-tailored white trousers tightly wrapped around her long legs. Her perfect golden proportions made her look somewhat tall, and paired with her large, watery eyes that seemed able to speak, she already had the makings of a beauty.

With affection flickering in his eyes, Yang Ming gently rubbed Xiao Wu's hair. Before she could raise her little fist and pound his chest in embarrassed anger, Yang Ming swiftly turned around, the smile on his face vanishing.

"I heard you bullied my little sister?"