If she were the previous Zhao Youlin, the moment she saw Zhao Youxi lunging at her so fiercely, she would have been dumbfounded. She would have simply stood there and let Zhao Youxi strike her without fighting back.
Unfortunately, the current Zhao Youlin was no longer her old self whom Zhao Youxi could slaughter whenever she desired. Instead, the current Zhao Youlin was an icy-cool predator who was always well-prepared to kill her prey.
When Zhao Youxi swung her hand at Zhao Youlin, Zhao Youlin quirked on her eyebrow. She took a step back and dodged Zhao Youxi's incoming arm. Zhao Youlin bent her left fingers and grabbed Zhao Youxi's wrist swiftly, accurately, and without hesitation. Then, she wrung her wrist hard backward. At the same time, Zhao Youlin effortlessly grabbed a shiny thing from Zhao Youxi's hair with her left hand.
