Sister, You're So Kind

Yin Yichen's screams came to an abrupt halt.

He instinctively moved his hand.

It didn't hurt anymore!

It didn't hurt at all!

If not for the cold sweat that had just been brought on by the pain, he would have thought it was all an illusion.

"You... don't think that just because of this, I won't hold it against you!"

Nan Yan calmly clenched her fist and looked at him, "So how do you plan to hold it against me?"

Yin Yichen instinctively felt his bones ache and quickly took a step back, creating a safe distance between them.

Nan Yan raised an eyebrow, a hint of a cold smile playing on her lips, "If you want to fight, be prepared to miss the competition. When I strike, I don't hold back."

Yin Yichen shrunk his neck and backed off.