The last trace of the sunset set on Nan Fei's face, giving her delicate and tender rosy cheeks a gorgeous brilliance. Despite her young age, her stunning character was already hinting its presence, like a blooming lotus in spring.
"Hit! Hit her hard, beat her hard." Jiang Minmin screamed excitedly, constantly imitating the action in the air as if she longed to do it herself.
A wisp of cold white light flashed across the sky, colliding with Liu Yongxia's hand which was about to strike Nan Fei's face.
In that instant— blood splattered everywhere.
"Ahhhh!" Liu Yongxia let out a horrified scream, her voice breaking with agony. She clutched her right hand with her left as blood kept flowing out through her fingers. She had never suffered before because she was married to a doctor and did not have to labour in the fields like other farmers.
So, Liu Yongxia had not tasted hardship even in her forties.
