Calm in the Face of Danger, Out of My Expectations, Well Done

The moment she saw the cold light, Song Lanyue immediately dodged it.

Pfft!

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through clothes was especially clear. A ruthless glint flashed across Huo Junhan's eyes as he grabbed an iron fork placed in the corner.

"You dodged it?" Qi San looked at Song Lanyue holding her injured arm and took a few steps back. He clicked his tongue regretfully and said, "However, your hand is injured now. How are you going to play with me? Little beauty, I can't bear to hurt you. Just listen to me!"

As he laughed sinisterly, he pounced toward Song Lanyue again.

Coincidentally, it was her right arm that was injured. Blood kept flowing out from the wound. Song Lanyue gritted her teeth and didn't let out a moan, but the hand that was holding the whip was trembling.