Ji Jianchong was sent flying by her kick, his body heavily collided with a cabinet next to him, and all the objects placed on the cabinet came smashing down on him. He grunted, a large bump forming on his forehead.
"What, you still want to hit me, or were you thinking of running away?"
"Didn't your leg break? I don't mind helping to make the other leg useless too," Ji Shunuan said with a cold sneer.
Her voice was so cold that it carried no warmth at all.
Ji Jianchong lifted his head and met her cold eyes; his Adam's apple moved.
His hand slowly reached to the side, attempting to grab a glass, but his small action caught Ji Shunuan's attention; she stood there looking down on him as if he were a pathetic clown.
"You can try to kill me if you want, but you should consider whether you'll be able to keep this hand if you fail," Ji Shunuan threatened coldly.
The moment her words ended, Ji Jianchong looked at her in shock.
