However, before Lu Rou's hand could touch Nan Xi, Lin Nianchu grabbed her arm and swung her behind his back.
Instantly, Lu Rou began screaming in pain.
Tears crazily started to drip as she cried out, "Ah, it hurts... hurts, hurts, hurts..."
"It hurts so much, you crazy woman, let me go!"
Lin Nianchu looked at her with cold eyes, "You know pain now, but when you charged at us just now, you were fearless."
"Let me go, I am Lu Jianshen's cousin," Lu Rou was still yelling, without any intention of admitting her fault.
Lin Nianchu tightened his grip, and Lu Rou screamed in pain again, "Let me go, or you'll regret it."
"Really?" Lin Nianchu sneered, "I'm quite curious to see how I will 'regret it'."
"Don't think just because you're Lu Jianshen's cousin—I wouldn't be afraid even if you were his blood sister. Better remember today, if you dare to lay a hand on Xixi again, believe it or not, I will break this dog arm of yours."
