"Ugh.....ugh..."
Princess Zhao Yang rolled her eyes back, desperately prying at the large hand clasped around her neck. Her little face was turning a purple-green hue, and she was about to be strangled to death.
"Splash——"
Unexpectedly, Saknu flung her onto the ground, causing her to fall to the point of a swelling nose, bruised face, and stars in her eyes.
"Cough, cough, cough....."
Finally able to breathe smoothly again, Zhao Yang collapsed on the ground, coughing violently, and taking large gulps of fresh air.
"Get out——"
Saknu roared fiercely: "Before I figure out how to deal with you, you'd better not die!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yang shivered, struggled to get up, hugged her shoulders, and staggered towards the exit.
Outside the door, Luo Xue was anxiously waiting. Seeing her come out, especially in such a state, she quickly stepped forward, took off her own clothes, and wrapped Zhao Yang's body.
"Sister Luo Xue....."
