"Cut the crap! I've seen your photo. You're indeed not bad-looking, but you shouldn't have seduced someone else's boyfriend. The other party's request is very simple—just to disfigure you." The man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and took out a dagger. "Ms. Xing, your face is worth quite a bit."
Xing Shu slowly retreated. As she quietly grabbed a handful of soil at the edge of the flower bed, her expression was calm. The man seemed to fear trouble from undue delays and stopped talking as he raised the dagger, poised to slash Xing Shu's face!
Xing Shu threw the dirt in her hand at the man's face, then got up and ran. The man closed his eyes in reflex and spat. "F*ck, hurry up and chase after her!" Only then did the others react and chase after her.
