The man's vision turned dark from the pain; he had lost all strength to fight back. When he heard what the girl said, he threatened back weakly, "You wouldn't dare..."
"Are you brave enough to do it?" Song Yaoyao ignored the middle-aged man as she turned her head and looked at Mu Wei calmly.
The girl looked almost the same as Song Jingwan. The only difference was the gaze in their eyes.
This girl was inferior but strong. When she met Song Yaoya's gaze, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.
"I..."
"You don't have the courage?" Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows. She stood up and decided to leave.
"No! I do!"
Mu Wei didn't know where her courage came from. Something flashed through her mind, and then she knew what it was.
This was salvation; an opportunity.
And luckily enough, she was grabbing onto it.
Mu Wei stood up and took a deep breath. She lifted her bag and threw it ruthlessly at the man's face.
