Having lost control, Ranmil was as wild as a shrew.
She reacted quickly and slapped Chaoge, smirking as she did so. "Feng Wu's dead! She's dead!"
Duan Chaoge was furious.
She wouldn't be so angry if Ranmil hadn't said that.
"Die! Go to hell!"
"No! You go to hell!"
One was the newly found genius, and the other was the sacred lady of the Senal Grassland, but now, they were fighting like two shrews trying to take out each other's eyes.
Everyone watched in disbelief.
Gosh!
They knew that Duan Chaoge had always been a violent girl who didn't care about courtesy, but Ranmil was known for her gentleness! Why was she like this as well?
Unfortunately, the violent girl was gaining ground.
She straddled Ranmil and punched her in the face.
She spared no effort.
And her fists hit the target every single time.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Duan Chaoge punched as hard as she could.
