The moment the woman left, Long Fengying quickly locked the door of the room. After the bandit leader and Ma Tiankun had exhausted themselves and fallen asleep, she entered the room and took out a kitchen knife...
"Ah..."
Ma Tiankun immediately woke in pain, to see Long Fengying standing beside the bed, her kitchen knife dripping with fresh blood, while his own lower body was a bloody mess.
No man, upon discovering he had been castrated, could avoid a towering rage.
As a man skilled in martial arts, even though Ma Tiankun was injured, he easily wrestled the kitchen knife from Long Fengying's grasp and delivered her a vicious slap. Long Fengying fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and two teeth, her swollen cheek bearing the clear imprint of a hand: "Slut!" His face twisted with angry coldness.