"Scram!"
The young lady's vicious eyes swept towards those two who were sent retreating as her gorgeous face was chilly.
"Yun Luofeng!" Zuo Wen stood up in anger. "Do you think I invited you to be a guest? I was merely tricking you here to the Punishment hall! After you arrive, you have no means of retreating and no one can save you!"
Yun Luofeng raised her hands, pulled the punishment chair made of metal to her side, and sat down. The back of her hand propped up her head as she devilishly smiled at Zuo Wen.
"Then do you think you are able to punish me?"
Languid, bewitching, wild, and arrogant...
There was no better description than these four words to describe the young lady.
Zuo Wen narrowed his eyes filled with anger. His palm heavily struck on the table and stood up in anger. "Yun Luofeng, then I'll let you see in a moment if I am able to punish you…"
