Chapitre 88: Beauty, Brains, & Brawn

When Alvin was prepared to get angry at her, as soon as she reached him, she punched him hard and scolded him giving him no chance to speak, "You dumb-headed idiot, did you feed your brain to the sharks?" 

Alvin: "..."

She punched him again as she grumbled, "Do you have a death wish? How dare you leave me alone?..."

Although she wasn't crying, Alvin could feel she was holding back and hiding her worry. Those ten men were no big deal for him to handle. He couldn't understand what agitated her so much.

"Little Donut…" He held her hand when she tried to hit him again. Meanwhile, his other hand was still holding the man's hand behind him.

Anya pursed her lips and frowned looking at his expressionless face. How could he be so indifferent even after those men surrounded him? Only she knew how her mind ran wild with negative thoughts, picturing those men hurting Alvin.