No matter how stubborn and willful Zhan Anqi was, her skills were genuine. Just as Zhan Moxiao said, women of the Zhan Family were mostly fierce, and those who were weak had no place in the Zhan Family.
When Zhan Anqi attacked, Ou Lan felt the strong, cold wind and the oppressive aura.
To be honest, there was a moment when she wanted to back down. Ever since she was little, Lin Ziran had taught her the strategy: if you can fight, then go for it; if you can't, then run.
At this moment, she wanted to run, opting for the best tactic out of thirty-six.
But Zhan Moxiao had said that she had to fight, she couldn't embarrass him, and also, if she dared to retreat and mention divorce, he promised to skin her.
So, Ou Lan gritted her teeth and charged forward with her eyes tightly shut.
If death was her fate, she wouldn't succeed without trying!