After catching Yang Xing, Bo Hanmo said doubtfully, "I think I heard my wife's voice... Was I imagining things? Can you focus when you're fighting, kid?"
Feeling the pain in his arm, Bo Hanmo shot the dumbstruck man an irritated look.
Yang Xing stared nervously at the wound on Bo Hanmo's arm and swallowed. If that blow had landed straight on his head, he would have been crippled, if not killed.
"Bo Hanmo, are you all right?" Yang Xing asked with concern.
"Isn't your wife at home watching over them? How could she possibly be here... Don't start hallucinating the moment you're away from her!" As he spoke, Yang Xing swiftly flipped over and kicked the man in black away, then pulled Bo Hanmo up and shielded him, finally answering his earlier question.
Bo Hanmo began to doubt himself, too. Perhaps he really did miss his wife so much that he was hearing things... Gritting his teeth, he deftly bandaged his arm, then joined Yang Xing in fighting the men in black before them.
Standing off to the side, Yang Aotian watched Yang Xing and Bo Hanmo gradually lose ground and secretly rejoiced. The two were about to become his prisoners. Yet just then, a lethal woman suddenly burst onto the scene!
"Fang Yao, what are you doing here?" Yang Aotian exclaimed in surprise, but a sly look soon crossed his face. "Well, this works, too. It saves me the trouble of figuring out how to make Bo Hanmo surrender."
She fell right into my lap! Yang Aotian secretly gloated. He had been somewhat worried before. After all, Yang Xing alone probably would not have been enough to make Bo Hanmo give up. Now, however, things were entirely different. He was certain that with Fang Yao and her unborn child