No one knew how many punches she threw.
Finally, Clarissa's wrist was caught. All of a sudden, she felt her waist tighten and was pressed down by him.
She was immediately taken aback.
Just as she was preparing to counterattack again, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Is that all you've got? Did you forget all of the techniques I taught you back then?"
Clarissa was stunned.
In disbelief, she stared at him.
He grasped her wrist. His hair and clothes were all a little messed up from the fight just now.
His eyes, on the other hand, were razor-sharp, as if they were about to pierce someone.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but shiver. "Who are you?"
Only a few people knew she was skilled in martial arts, but she couldn't think of anyone who could be here at this moment.
Upon hearing that, he smiled.