Having been slapped in the face by a newbie like Lin Yi, Hu Yunfeng felt embarrassed. Although Meng jueguang's suggestion sounded reasonable, it was still embarrassing in this situation.
This kind of feeling was like a judge blowing a whistle against his conscience, only to be exposed on the spot. Even with Hu Yun Feng's thick skin, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
This Meng Tong was really a piece of rotten mud that couldn't hold up a wall. Damn it, would it kill you to grit your teeth and hold on a little longer? why did you have to fall down so quickly? didn't you see that Qiao hongcai could still stand up?
However, no matter how embarrassed she was, words that had been spoken were like water that had been spilled, and it was difficult to retrieve spilled water. No matter how ironic the situation was, she could only brace herself and endure.