The Bailis

The woman was tall and slim, even taller than the average man. She had fine features, her eyebrows willow-shaped and her eyes lustful. She had a high nose and cherry-like red lips.

She was in close-fitting black clothes that revealed the attractive curve of her body, and she was wearing protective armor in vulnerable places.

The whip in her hand was suggestive.

As she walked over, pedestrians kept making way for her.

"Get off my mount!"

She was very unhappy with Shui Sheng, who was startled. She whipped the ground again.

Pah!

As soon as the whip hit against the ground, the white tiger's hair stood on end. It became nervous. There was fear in its eyes.

The tiger must have been whipped a lot.

Jiang Chen frowned. He knew a lot about taming methods. He could tell what kind of training the white tiger had been through.

"Are you deaf?"

The woman in black didn't have too much patience. She raised her slim arms overhead and cracked the whip ruthlessly.