"Damn girl, how dare you trick me!" She Qi was like an angry beast. As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Pei Yao's neck, as if he wanted to crush her throat.
Pain. The excruciating pain made Pei Yao unable to breathe. She endured the pain and looked at She Qi with difficulty.
Pei Yao moved her mouth as if she wanted to speak. Just as She Qi was thinking about what she might have to say, she kicked him in the stomach with all her might.
"Ugh…!" She Qi didn't expect her to still resist at this point. A cold glint flashed across his venomous eyes as he tightened his grip on Pei Yao's neck, planning to end her life.
"Stop!" An angry shout came from behind him.
She Qi turned around and saw that Xu Ye had returned alone. He was holding a glass shard that he had found somewhere. His palm was cut and blood flowed down the wound, but he did not waver. He pressed the sharp tip of the glass against his own nose and glared at She Qi. "Let go of her."
