As Ye Xiaofei was saying, his right foot swiftly struck several pressure points on the triangular-eyed man, and then he stepped back.
"All right, you can take him away now."
"Huh? Is it over already?" Chu Tong was still a bit bewildered.
"No need to say more." Ye Xiaofei gave her a stern look, then carried Ning Xiaoyu and went straight back to the store.
Ye Xiaofei and Ning Xiaoyu returned to their seats. She was still tightly clinging to him, trembling.
With one hand, Ye Xiaofei gently patted Ning Xiaoyu's shoulder, while the other tenderly stroked her hair. In a soft voice, he said, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid. It's over now. I've taken care of that bad person."
After a few minutes passed, Ning Xiaoyu's body finally relaxed gradually, and she slowly lifted her head.