Su Ningyan was looking at the arena master covered in fat and couldn't help but feel stronger disgust.
She had been feeling unacclimated to the environment lately, with constant discomfort in her stomach.
She couldn't help but think of Zhuo Junyue, who had promised her a life of luxury if she stayed with him.
How could she reject such a handsome man and choose a fat old man instead? She must be crazy.
Deep down, Su Ningyan had already decided that she belonged to Zhuo Junyue.
Therefore, she would absolutely not let any other man touch her unless she was dead.
Su Ningyan curled up her lips slightly and said, "Alright, come at me."
In the moonlight, her slight smile was enthralling.
The arena master was caught off guard, he thought he would have to put in some effort to subdue her.
He wiped his hands and approached her with a lecherous grin.
Taking advantage of his carelessness, Su Ningyan swiftly kicked him in the groin.
