On a street not far from the Fragrant Pavilion, Ming Hao grimaced in pain.
Those two women had really pulled no punches. His entire body ached like hell.
Worse still, he could not even rub his sore spots, because Lin Zihan and Lin Qinqin each held one of his hands in a tight grip.
They claimed it was to stop him from running off again, but in reality, they simply refused to let him out of their control.
Both women were tall, standing nearly 1.9 meters, while Ming Hao was only a little over 1.6 meters at the moment. Sandwiched between them, he looked especially small.
Whenever he slowed down even a little, the two dragged him along like a child. They looked exactly like adults taking a little boy out.
Following behind them, Lin Yong, Fatty Zhang, and the others could not help covering their mouths and snickering at the sight.
Their grins nearly stretched back to their ears. Clearly, they found Ming Hao's predicament extremely amusing.
"Could you two let go of me? You're making me lose face!"
Ming Hao shouted in irritation.
His protest, however, went unanswered.
"No!" Lin Zihan and Lin Qinqin replied in unison.
Remembering what had just happened, both women flushed with embarrassment.
They absolutely could not let Ming Hao loose again. What if the brat stirred up more trouble?
Just then, Lin Xue suddenly pointed ahead and said:
"Brother, look at the person between those two older sisters. Isn't that Junior Brother Ming Hao, who treated us to meat during the stair-climbing assessment?"
Lin Qi took a closer look. Sure enough, just as his sister had said, that figure was Junior Brother Ming Hao.
"You're right, little sister. That's Junior Brother Ming Hao up ahead! Since we've happened to run into