Whoosh—
Meng Fan took a look at the crowd. He knew there was nothing he could say to them, and didn't want to waste his energy.
He approached the girl who was still clutching her head on the ground and helped her up. "Are you okay? Check if he hurt you anywhere. Do you want him to apologize?"
"No, no, I'm okay."
The girl raised her head. The hand mark on her face was still evident, and she had footprints on her clothes. Hearing Meng Fan talk, she continued to shake her head while retreating at the same time, refusing help from Meng Fan. At this time, Meng Fan looked even scarier than the two bodyguards just now. She was scared and he was there to harm her rather than help her.
"I'm not hurt, I'm not hurt anywhere."