Inferior Rules
YANG LUJIA WATCHED in amusement as the fight between Sun Feng and Jia Ling continued. When he checked that the girls in the underground prison were not touched by anyone since he left, he sighed in relief.
To him, this was like a game, but he could not forsake the sanity of these girls just for his so-called games. Schemes are good, but if they become detrimental or could cause great negative infliction to someone, he would not be able to sleep with a clear conscience. As heartless as he was on Earth, there were still bad things he never liked doing, such as tolerating this shit.
"JIA LING! RELEASE HER AT ONCE!"
"HAHAHA! SHUT UP, YOU MEATY JERK!"
Jia Ling swung his right arm to the side, intending to attack Sun Feng in the head. The latter evaded it without much of a problem, as if the move was something he anticipated. When Jia Ling made his next move, it was still the same case.
He couldn't hit the fatty, Sun Feng. Almost as if purposefully.