Bai Sang instinctively wanted to struggle, but Su Ying's hands and feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. No matter how he struggled, he was like a fish under a kitchen knife, waiting to be slaughtered by her.
At this moment, Bai Sang finally understood what Su Ying meant. He really wanted to cry now!
Everything had happened so quickly that no one in the tribe could react in time. When they saw Bai Sang pinned down by Su Ying, they even wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them, causing them to hallucinate.
"Do you admit defeat?" Su Ying's very calm voice rang out.
Bai Sang panted heavily. He did not want to yield, but he had no choice.
"Admit… defeat. I admit defeat!"
The brave warriors of the Shepherd Tribe were not people who would not acknowledge defeat. If they lost, they lost. It was that simple.
Su Ying only loosened her grip and stood up after she heard him shout. She even dusted the snow off her body leisurely.
