Just that...
She slipped out of her clothes like a cicada shedding its skin, shot like an arrow behind Chen Yuque, and wailed with tears in her eyes:
"Second Sister, you're a Great Martial Artist of the Twelve Refinements, you have to protect me!!"
Chen Yuque silently looked at her.
The next second.
Lin Dongxi felt herself being lifted by something.
She looked down,
and saw a deep red Qi Blood Palm Seal.
The Qi Blood Palm Seal lifted her up in front of Zhang Fusheng, who was smiling.
"Oh ho."
Lin Dongxi bit her finger, looking innocently:
"Little junior brother, you've become a Martial Arts Master huh hahaha...."
She was grabbed down by Zhang Fusheng.
Then came a fierce beating.
The sounds of wailing and howling echoed in the soundproof suite.
...…
Twenty minutes later.
With several large bumps on her head, Lin Dongxi shrank pitifully in the corner, gnawing on her somewhat cold fried chicken leg.
"The skin isn't crispy anymore....."
She looked even more aggrieved.
