"What did you say?"
Jiang Yi suddenly turned around, her eyes like cold arrows, staring straight at Jiang Shouzhong.
Jiang Shouzhong replied irritably, "If it weren't for the sake of Qiu Ye and Xia He, I would've stopped dealing with you long ago.
I used to seem weak in front of you because my cultivation wasn't enough. But now it's different; I'm truly a master. You better not make me angry, or I really won't hold back hitting women."
Jiang Yi didn't expect that Jiang Shouzhong, who used to more or less yield before her, would dare to speak to her so assertively now. She was instantly enraged, her chest heaving violently.
Jiang Yi's beautiful eyebrows shot up: "I, Jiang Yi, want to see where you get the guts to hit me."
Before she finished speaking, she lunged at the man, opening her mouth and fiercely biting his shoulder.
Again?
