One must be trustworthy

Ms. LAN had been waiting for this moment for a long time. This whip used all her strength, and an Xiuwen's skin and flesh were split open. A bloody wound stretched from his forehead to his lower abdomen, almost cutting him in half.

Ling Chuxi and LAN Xinyu looked at each other and smiled. They had not seen each other for a long time, but their cooperation was still so tacit.

"You said you wouldn't kill me?" An Xiuwen was in so much pain that he gritted his teeth and pointed at Ling Chuxi as he roared angrily.

"I said that I wouldn't kill you, but I didn't say that I wouldn't beat you up. I've always kept my word, so ..." An unfathomable smile appeared on Ling Chuxi's lips.

"So what?" An Xiuwen's heart was in his throat, and he subconsciously asked.

"So we will satisfy your request and give you a good beating." LAN Xinyu answered on Ling Chuxi's behalf. Her smile was exceptionally bright and charming.