Stomp Back Hard

Actually, even after living two lives, Ye Jian's face had never been stepped on by anyone.

At this moment, the emotions in her heart weren't as overwhelming as her comrades. Xia Jinyuan's restraint was the motivation for her to accept it calmly. Hence, she wasn't too angry.

More importantly, she would personally take revenge on the person who stepped on her face!

He was stepping on her face now, and she would do the same to him later!

There was still a faint fishy smell in his mouth. Xia Jinyuan placed his hands in his wide trouser pockets. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned greenish-white. There were many deep nail arcs on his palms. If he used too much strength, the nail arcs left on his palms would turn greenish-purple.

The helpless self-blame was like a cross gallows, and he was the man who was nailed to the gallows, suffering a fate worse than death.