Bang!
A white spherical object tore through the air and shot toward the two of them.
Mu Fan stood at an angle to the wall, but Ying Lin'er had her back to the white sphere.
"Damn it!"
Mu Fan suddenly pressed both hands onto Ying Lin'er's shoulders.
As her delicate, slender shoulders touched Mu Fan's rough palms, no change could be seen on Ying Lin'er's disguised face, but her eyes instantly widened!
She was so furious that she could not even speak.
How bold! He actually dared to indecently assault Ying Lin'er, the Seventh Princess of the Empire!
But before the fury in her chest could erupt, she felt his entire weight suddenly press down onto her.
"Mmph~"
Ying Lin'er could not help letting out a pained cry. But when she saw that masculine face drawing closer and closer before her eyes...
The girl was finally stunned!
He had pulled her here because he wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one was around and indecently assault her.
He, he, he... he actually wanted to kiss this princess!
Ying Lin'er nearly exploded with rage.
"Ah—!"
Amid her scream, Mu Fan frowned, and his diving body suddenly curled sharply upward.
The resolute face before Ying Lin'er's eyes vanished in an instant.
A front flip brimming with raw power appeared in midair. The ghostlike figure landed, and Mu Fan casually grabbed a silver metal trash bin beside him.
Then, with an angry roar, veins bulged on his arm as he forcibly ripped the metal bin, which had been fixed into the ground, out of the concrete.
Amid the ear-piercing screech of twisting metal, Mu Fan viciously hurled the metal trash bin forward with one hand.
Traveling no slower than the white "cannonball," the white and silver trails collided in an