Beat Me to Death If You Have the Guts To!
Editor: Atlas Studios
This was probably the greatest despair she had ever felt. It was as though someone had poured cold water over Feng Lingxue and drenched her from top to toe. She stared in shock straight at… Xuan Ying.
"Silver Mask King," she called out, as she started to leave.
"Where are you going?" His magnetic voice sounded beside her ear. "Did I say you could leave?"
Feng Lingxue looked back. "Silver Mask King, do you need something from me?" She brushed him off coldly and continued forward, as though she didn't even want to spend one second with him.
Xuan Ying's black glassy eyes turned cold and dark. He suddenly reached out and grabbed her face, pulling her to face him. His lips curved into a smile as he said, "This is my territory. You've hurt someone in my territory, so shouldn't I throw you in jail?"