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The huntress might have been beaten, but her physical condition was truly formidable. After taking a beating, being knocked from the rooftop to the ground, and passing out for only three to five minutes, she shook her head, staggering to her feet. Spitting out a couple of molars mixed with blood, the swelling and bruises on her face had already begun to scar and heal.
Of course, being publicly thrashed wasn't good for anyone's mood. Leticia's huntress was downcast, looking like a beaten dog. Probably with a broken nose and blood in her nostrils, she hadn't even noticed that someone had tampered with her luggage, missing a pair of stockings. Without uttering a word, she picked up the bag of maid clothes and headed to the subway.
Li Pan was equally grumpy, tailing her. Damn it, why couldn't you have held on for a few more rounds? Old Liu would have thrown out his back and left to see a doctor! All this hurry, for what? It cost him four million! Four million! Oh, my heavens...
