171 Torment

Her previously wounded shoulder was burning with pain. Her lungs felt like it was denying the entry of oxygen and her other bleeding wounds were stinging. But Xiu Mei suppressed herself from groaning in pain. 

When suddenly she felt someone yanking out her hair forcibly, making her lift her head in the process. 

"Sister Meimei." Wan Wan repeated. This time, Xiu Mei didn't avoid her gaze. She daringly met her gaze, unwilling to show her weakness against her enemy.

Wan Wan who saw her expression looked at her with disdain making her grip on Xiu Mei's hair tighten even more. Xiu Mei bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. 

"Did you like my third gift?" Wan Wan continued her statement. 

Xiu Mei blinked in confusion. Third gift?

As if reading her mind, Wan Wan forcibly turned her head to face towards the small Irises field that almost immobilized Xiu Mei awhile ago. 

So the Irises was her third gift?