Qinghe hadn't expected that she really had some skills; initially, she thought the woman had only learned a bit of taekwondo for fitness. But now, it seemed that she must have put in quite a bit of effort. Truly a case of still waters running deep; not only is her personality outwardly gentle but inwardly firm, but it now seemed even her physical abilities were about to overturn everyone's perceptions.
Being beaten up by a woman was truly a humiliating blow, as if losing face all the way to grandma's house. That lackey was flimsy to begin with, just skin and bones, creating a stark contrast to the others around him. Hit like that, the pain was exceptional, feeling like his chest bones were about to break.
Beside himself with anger, ever since he started hanging out with Brother Qian, who would dare not give him face? This was the first time he had suffered such a loss. His eyes darted around, then landed on Qinghe and her group.
