As everyone stared in disbelief, Shenlian Yingyue effortlessly deflected the witch's attack.
"Impossible! No matter how strong you are, you can't possibly be my opponent!" The witch scoffed, incredulous. She was the strongest witch here, fourth only to the most powerful members, and she couldn't fathom losing to a mere human.
She cast another spell, this time five times more powerful than the previous one. Her eyes gleamed with malice. What was the most important thing for women in this world?
It was beauty, she thought viciously. Without beauty, let them see how they would fare in the future. To kill them was not the worst punishment, but to let everyone treat them as hideous monsters, and despise their existence.
Women would shun them, men would be repelled by them, and their lovers would cheat on them with someone more beautiful.
The witch had never realized that the world wasn't as dark as she thought.
