In the private room, a shadow black as coalesced mist, hugged its head squatting on the ground.
He stared pitifully at Wang Bufan getting beaten, so frightened he nearly had his soul scared out of him.
Having helped Wang Bufan hit on girls for so many years, it was his first time encountering such a fierce girl.
This was no woman, clearly a female Asura, a Mother Rakshasa.
Wang Bufan lay on the ground like a dead dog, while Lin Shanshan fiercely stomped on his head and cursed, "Why do you look so familiar to me?"
The slim heel of her high heel almost pierced through Wang Bufan's head.
Lin Yingying, Wang Xiaoya, and An Xiaoke all frowned, indeed feeling that they recognized Wang Bufan.
Bai Jie'er reminded with a smile, "No need to think, he's the young sect master of the Yin Ghost Sect. He wanted to ask Long Fei for a pill, but ended up beaten like a dog."
Wang Bufan was taken aback, not expecting to encounter a fellow professional.
