In Xiao Chen's eyes, there was no distinction between men and women, only enemies and allies.
Therefore, he never knew how to show mercy to the fairer sex.
Gazing at Ding Mulan, he beckoned with his hand and said, "Come, let me see what you've got to kill me with!"
"Die!"
Ding Mulan, once freed, didn't waste words.
She leaped like a nimble cat, her sharp fingertips aiming for Xiao Chen's throat.
A simple, direct attack.
But very effective.
Many had been killed by Ding Mulan in just this way.
However, Xiao Chen remained still, sitting there nonchalantly.
It wasn't until Ding Mulan's attack was nearly upon him that he suddenly moved.
He grabbed hold of Ding Mulan's hand.
Then he flung her away just like that.
Ding Mulan smashed into a table and fell off, grimacing in pain.
But this woman was rather tough; she didn't make a sound, despite her injuries.
She stood up again, her eyes revealing shock and panic.
