Li Banfeng twisted his waist and dodged nimbly.
The phonograph swung several times in succession, but failed to hit. Having reached Above the Clouds in cultivation level, Li Banfeng could indeed spar a few rounds with his wife purely by skill.
Seeing the phonograph getting angrier, Hong Ying picked up a stick beside her: "Xiaowan, let me do it!"
Bang!
Hong Ying swung a stick, and Li Banfeng was flung against the wall.
Zhao Xiaowan was furious: "You ingrate, are you trying to rebel! Who let you lay hands on my husband?"
Hong Ying said: "I was just helping you vent your anger!"
"We're just a couple playing around, do we need your help? If anything happens to my husband, I'll beat you to death!
Husband, husband, say something to me, don't scare me!"
Hong Ying pried Li Banfeng down from the wall, gazed at him for a while: "I think he should be fine!"
The phonograph fumed: "How could he be fine, my husband is unconscious!"
