Beitang Chuxin's eyes slowly became bloodshot, like someone possessed. Her eyes were filled with a deeply ingrained, insane hatred. She suddenly shrieked, leaping off the bed, uncaring for her injuries, baring her teeth and claws as she lunged at Ming Mei.
Zhao moved like a flash. When Beitang Chuxin was three or four steps away from Ming Mei, she kicked her behind the knee.
Then, with a thud, Beitang Chuxin's knees hit the ground hard, and she collapsed, kneeling before Ming Mei.
Ming Mei gave Zhao a thumbs up. Truly well done!
She suddenly felt that Beitang Chuxin looked more pleasing when she was kneeling.
Ming Mei laughed lightly, "You do look rather cute when you kneel like that, Zhao... give our princess a hand with that pose so she doesn't move."
Zhao nodded and solemnly said, "Subduing a rabid dog, that I can definitely do."
Ming Mei chuckled, "Excellent, Zhao. You're becoming more and more eloquent. Once we get home, I'll ask Kang Chen to give you a raise."
