Outside the military zone's secret area, Duan Rui took a long time to regain her composure and let out a long sigh of relief.
She had thought she was going to die when struck by one of Xiao Chen's Qi Forces just now, only to find out that she had been sent flying without a scratch on her body.
"He had no intention of hurting me, otherwise he could have killed me with a flick of his wrist!"
Duan Rui muttered to herself, her feelings complicated.
In fact, she didn't hate Xiao Chen, she just always felt a sense of discontent.
From a young age, she was adopted by Duan Qingcang, took on the surname Duan, and followed him. Not only was she Duan Qingcang's disciple, but it wouldn't be an overstatement to call her his foster daughter.
As she grew up, she took pride in this fact and witnessed the monstrous rise of her senior brother Jing Yuan. She subconsciously believed that the younger generation outside couldn't hold a candle to them.
