Chapter 508_1

Lin Yue, though skilled in some martial arts, could handle a village woman or two, but the masked man before her seemed much harder to defeat. She could only look for an opportunity to strike unexpectedly. Yet, because she was nervous, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead, despite the cold weather, as she warily watched the masked man.

The masked man saw Lin Yue looking like that and thought she was scared stiff, foolishly standing still, dumbly standing there, neither shrieking nor crying out, which really saved him some trouble. An expression of unconcealed contempt spread across his face—he had never taken a fragile woman seriously to begin with but, for the sake of appearances, he still uttered a few intimidating words, "Be good, there's no one here to save you. If you dare to scream, don't blame me if my fist doesn't go easy on you and hurts you bad."