Shen Yanxiao stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Tang Nazhi, who had a tight grip on her arm. The fury on her face softened, and she even smiled at him.
Tang Nazhi was startled with the rapid change of her mood, and he looked at Shen Yanxiao with uncertainty.
Had he managed to tame that little rabbit who had exploded with rage?
Shen Yanxiao slowly raised her hand with a sweet smile on her face. Then her index finger gently touched Tang Nazhi's forehead.
"Weak."
Tang Nazhi immediately felt as if tens of kilograms was pressed on his body as he suddenly sprawled on the ground with his four limbs spread outward.
How could he forget that the little rabbit was not only an herbalist, but she was a talented warlock as well?
Shen Yanxiao turned and left the casino as Tang Nazhi wailed in the background.
