She suddenly clutched her severely aching shoulder, cold sweat seeping from her forehead. Her shoulder felt as if it had been penetrated by a chilling cold, both icy and painful!
Han Jing said leisurely, "Don't worry, it's not poisoned. And why didn't you dodge?"
He Yanxin was in too much pain to speak, glaring fiercely at Han Jing.
"What's wrong? Now you know it hurts? Weren't you going to kill me? Want to try? I'm standing here without moving, let you take a shot, how about it?" Want to play? Who can't play?
He Yanxin bit her lips tightly, her eyes stinging. All the grievances she had suffered growing up couldn't compare to today's!
She remembered this grudge!
She gritted her teeth, struggled to stand up from the ground, gave Han Jing a cold glance, and then looked at Su Yu, saying each word deliberately, "There's nothing that He Yanxin wants that she cannot get, including you!"
"Pfft—" This time, Yun Feng couldn't help but laugh.
