"Piss off!" The two had dared smoke in front of her tent and make all the smoke go inside. Song Yangzhu couldn’t endure any longer and decided to give those two a lesson.
Jiang Chuanwu suddenly spat the smoke onto Song Yangzhu’s face and creepily muttered, "Young girl, in the depths of this barren mountain, wouldn’t it be good if we accompanied each other? It’ll be warm.-"
Killing intent flashed across Song Yangzhu’s eyes. Just because she had never killed before didn’t mean she wasn’t able to.
Song Yangzhu kicked out, sending Jiang Chuanwu flying tens of meters away. He couldn’t crawl up from the ground for a long time. Then, Song Yangzhu kicked Ericson the same way, and he flew far away, harshly landing next to Jiang Chuanwu.
