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Traces of a smile could be seen on Luo Huan’s face, as she stared at the spectacle of Qiu Mo getting dragged by the throat by Qin Wentian.

“Tonight, I’m afraid you won’t get the chance to sample how ‘powerful’ my mouth is,” Luo Huan spoke sarcastically, yet the tone behind her words were ice cold. Qin Wentian understood; Qiu Mo must have used lewd words, projecting his lust onto Luo Huan, humiliating her. He had never once seen his bubbly Senior Sister this upset before.

With a violent clench of his fingers, the sound of shattering bones rang out as Qiu Mo let out another blood-curdling scream. His other arm had been broken off.

“Senior Sister, how about letting him live a life worse than death?” Qin Wentian smiled towards Luo Huan, yet the smile on his face was even colder than hers.