It Hurts

Takeda naturally didn't think too much about it. If he let Qiao Nian off, Jiang Yue might attack him directly. The only thing he could do was protect himself.

Takeda was about to tie Qiao Nian's arm with a rope when Qiao Nian grabbed his arm before his hand could touch hers.

"Huh?" Takeda was slightly stunned. The world spun, and he fell heavily to the ground. "Ah!"

Jiang Yue was so frightened that she took two steps back before barely managing to stabilize herself. She looked at Qiao Nian, who was lying on the ground and moaning in pain, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Qiao Nian was quite skilled. Had she specially practiced this?

Qiao Nian threw Takeda over her shoulder. She had the upper hand.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Takeda was writhing on the ground in pain, his brow furrowed.

Qiao Nian's eyes were filled with coldness. Without hesitation, she stepped on the back of Takeda's hand.