Foul Play Backfires

As soon as Zhouzhou finished speaking, she swung her fist towards Augusta's chest with all her might.

Augusta's eyelids flickered. He knew exactly how powerful that punch could be, so he didn't try to take it head-on. Instead, he quickly retreated a step.

He glared at Zhouzhou, grinding his teeth. "You've got some skills."

Zhouzhou shook her head. "No, not some, a lot. You can keep complimenting me, I love it. Even if I get too cocky, I won't lose to you. I'll make sure you die a clear, simple death."

At this, Augusta almost laughed out loud. And he did, his lips curling into a smirk. "You really are Ye Lingfeng's daughter, just like him—so damn annoying."

Ye Lingfeng had been like that too—so arrogant, and it was one of the reasons Augusta hated him.