He was lost for words

Xiao Baili was already able to exchange blows with Shi Qingluo, even though she was defeated after more than ten moves.

However, her martial prowess was not considered low.

In addition, she would spend one to two hours every day practicing her whip, so it was naturally not a problem for her to deal with the three hooligans.

The three of them were whipped until they cried and dodged.

"Stop whipping, my great aunt."

They had not expected this frail-looking little girl to be so violent.

If they had known earlier, they would not have flirted with her!

Xiao Baili glared at the person who spoke. "Who's your great-aunt?"

She lashed out another whip.

The three of them immediately admitted defeat. "We were wrong. We were wrong, alright?"

They also knew that they were no match for Xiao Baili.

The crux of the matter was that they could not even get close to her, yet they were beaten until they were covered in wounds.