"Cough, cough, cough!"
As she clutched her chest with a darkened face, the Raksha Princess got up from the ground while holding her snapped wrist.
While coughing heavily, she glowered at Cult Master Ding with an unwilling and resentful expression. "Ding Yun, you actually wounded me for this b*tch? Have you long forgotten about our feelings over the years!"
However, Cult Master Ding was speechless. "When has this one had an iota of feelings with you?"
Wasn't it just that single encounter several years ago that caused this Raksha Princess to fall head over heels for him with starry-eyed infatuation?
He was indeed downright bored in the past year, so bored from having nothing to play with that he killed that snake beauty and took her place, infiltrating their Raksha Ghost Sect's lair to have some fun.
