Zhuo Ting was terrified and pleaded in panic, "Li Zhongnan, I... I beg you, for Zhao Yi's sake, please... just kill me with one stroke!"
"For Zhao Yi's sake?" Li Zhongnan sneered. He pressed his thumb down at the base, and with a snap, he violently struck her cheek. Then he sneered again, "Zhuo Ting, if it weren't for your meddling, perhaps Old Zhao would have married me a long time ago. You, now you still have the nerve to mention her to me?"
"Wuu, you..."
Struck by the blow, Zhuo Ting completely broke down, sobbingly saying, "I... at the time, I thought you were my younger brother, if I had known..."
"Hmph," Li Zhongnan stared at her and bit out, "Answer a few questions truthfully, and I'll spare you this once." Hearing her plea, his anger and lust were momentarily brought under control.
After all, this enchantress was the daughter of Dong Fangxue. It wouldn't do to have just killed her son and now to simply dispose of her daughter or force myself upon her, right?
