Trigger alert: There might be a scene you find it disturbing in this chapter. Please read it at your own awareness.
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It was so infuriating!
Liang Zixuan slowly lowered her hand. Her face was well protected, leaving only a pinky-sized bloody mark on it. There were no other injuries. She looked at Jiang Ning and suddenly laughed out loud. "Haha... Jiang Ning, are you still saying that you aren't pitiful? What can you do to me? Do you think that just because you hit me, I'll beg? Heh...Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I won't beg you, because you don't deserve it! You will always be my unworthy opponent and will never be able to win against me!"
Jiang Ning really had no strength left. If not, she'd definitely slap Liang Zixuan again. Her mouth was just asking for a slap!
If she wasn't angry to death, Liang Zixuan definitely wouldn't be able to survive.
