Huo Yunting hadn't expected Ling Mo to be so skilled. Forced against the cold tiles, he wanted to struggle but was worried about accidentally injuring her. He could only impatiently complain to the late-arriving Qin Beiming:

"Third Brother, can't you control your people?"

Qin Beiming completely ignored Huo Yunting's words, walked straight to Ling Mo, half-squatted down, and said slowly:

"When facing an opponent whose physique is too different, grappling techniques are not applicable, as it is easy to twist your hand joints."

Huo Yunting looked confused: "..."

Is this the same "good third brother" he's been calling for over twenty years?

Seeing this bizarre scene, Gu Nanfeng could only wink at Song Xingwan, "Miss Song, if you don't speak up for Brother Ting soon, his arm might be crippled."

Upon hearing this, Song Xingwan, who had been stunned by Ling Mo's overwhelming martial prowess, finally came to her senses and rushed forward to hug the ice-cold Ling Mo, whispering:

"MoMo, you've misunderstood. That greasy old man has been taken away by the police. It was those few people who just rescued me from the clutches of the criminals."

Realizing he had hit the wrong person, Ling Mo reflexively released his grip on Huo Yunting's arm and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry. I..."

“Miss Ling, there’s no need to feel sorry. You and Yun Ting have the same goal: to protect Miss Song. Yun Ting will definitely understand.” Qin Beiming interrupted Ling Mo’s apology and spoke directly on behalf of Huo Yunting, whose face was full of gloom.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunting was even more astonished: "???"

Is Third Brother falling in love?

The elbow can even bend outwards at a 180-degree angle!

It seems that all those years of brotherhood were ultimately misplaced...