"Look, little **, you're really pretending, just like that bitch Fengh Yi, you're just the same! Clearly affected by the Three Extremes Soft Vein Powder, yet you put on an unaffected facade in front of me!"
Watching Fengh Qingyue's furious and surprised expression, Yua Hanjing burst into laughter, her face filled with madness and triumphant satisfaction.
Fengh Qingyue's expression became extremely solemn, obviously contemplating a strategy for escape.
Meanwhile, Yua Hanjing, reveling in her triumph, eyed Fengh Qingyue like a cat playing with a mouse, fraught with the intention of manipulation.
"Little whore, you should be grateful today. It's only because we're in the Divine Sect that I can't make a move. Otherwise, I'd have found a few strong men to violate you — only then would it be satisfying, only then could I avenge the suffering I've endured over these years!" Yua Hanjing wasn't in a rush to act, instead, she hurled insult after insult at Fengh Qingyue.
