"Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
Yun Ming pressed a hand to his forehead.
Leng Yaozhu looked toward Li Zha as he stepped down from the arena, kindly handing towels to Na'er, Li Zha, and Gu Yue so they could wipe off their sweat.
Then she rose and walked a few steps away while talking on the phone, chuckling.
"I don't care whether you're that kind of person. A gentleman doesn't stand beneath a crumbling wall. My students will not leave my protection."
Leng Yaozhu snorted inwardly.
She trusted Yun Ming's character, but Shrek was hardly a solid slab of iron.
If some lunatic really injured Li Zha, it would be too late for regrets!
Yun Ming fell silent for a while, then said, "Yaozhu, you've changed."
"Heh, forgive me, Sky-Piercing Douluo, but I don't have time to reminisce about old feelings. I'll say just one thing: whoever touches my students will have to fight me to the death!"
Leng Yaozhu decisively stopped him from playing the emotional card.
Had this been before,
Leng Yaozhu might have compromised her principles simply because it was Yun Ming. After all, he was the man she had once loved but could never have.
But ever since she had seen what Li Zha would look like grown up, Leng Yaozhu had suddenly realized:
Her feelings for Yun Ming-the regret she had thought lay buried deep in her heart and would accompany her for life, the pain of loving someone she could never have, that immense sense of loss and the feeling that the future held no meaning-
Had all quietly vanished like smoke and scattered clouds.
Even Leng Yaozhu herself was now a little surprised that she could reject Yun Ming so decisively.
Leng Yaozhu turned to look at Li Zha, who