However,
Luo Di's spine didn't respond at all, and his tongue didn't make any sound between his lips, nor did, it invoke any form of retaliation from his body.
The reason was simple; he did not feel any Killing Intent.
Snap!
The claws neither cut nor penetrated the skull,
Instead, the scarred palm gently cradled Luo Di's face,
As their heads were very close and there was no resistance, the class president only needed to exert a little force to pull Luo Di's face towards her, less than an inch apart.
Even such a slight pulling motion completely shattered the class president's right hand, which then fell to the ground and slowly dissipated.
However, it did bring the two face-to-face,
The class president summoned all her strength to push her frail body forward, lightly pressed her cold lips against his, but quickly ran out of energy and leaned back against the wall.