Striking Snake

"Are you ready?"

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In the attempt to scare Xiao Fang, Gao Liwen gave him a brief preview of how powerful her cultivation weapon was. However, Xiao Fang didn't react to it at all. She couldn't tell if he was really blind or just paralyzed with fear. Thinking about the latter made her smirk.

"Gao Liwen, do you have no shame!?" Ye Ming suddenly shouted.

Unlike the whips Gao Liwen used against Ye Ming earlier, the one she was carrying now was not made of Qi, it was instead a high-grade cultivation weapon.

"Shame? Wouldn't I be going easy on him otherwise? I have a lot to lose here you know," Gao Liwen said sarcastically. "Besides, you saw the way he cut my whip earlier. If anything, this just makes us even. Wouldn't you agree, Long Wang?" she asked.

She smiled at him innocently as if she was doing nothing wrong, but Xiao Fang didn't care.

"When do we begin," he replied.