Feng Tianlan curled her lips indifferently. She then raised the knife that was in her hand while staring at Jiang Ying's kneecaps. "An eye for an eye," she said.
She was going to do what he did to her previously.
"Shen Qingdai..."
Feng Tianlan stopped listening to his snarls. She squatted down and cut open his robe. His slightly white and tender kneecap was immediately exposed. She curled her lips and sneered while holding that sharp knife. She then cut open the skin on his knee with one slice...
"Ah! Shen..."
Before he could finish what he was saying, Feng Tianlan sliced at it again. She took her time to cut open the flesh that was covering his kneecap, then scraped it off bit by bit as if she was flossing her teeth. Jiang Ying raised his head and let out a horrifying shriek from the pain. It was agonizing. It was really terrible.
