Xiahou Qingyi stepped toward Lin Tian and said coldly, "You just said you would strip my clothes off and whip me with a wet leather whip."
Lin Tian nodded and replied, "Yeah, that was me."
Xiahou Qingyi asked again, "You just called me an ugly idiot and said you would have your way with me on the ground."
"Yeah, you attacked me with electricity and hit me without distinction, I'm merely retaliating lightly by not killing you," Lin Tian argued righteously.
Xiahou Qingyi continued, "You said that looking at me is your right, and doing so is showing me respect, right?"
Lin Tian replied, "Yeah, isn't that what women are for? We men look at you, and you should be happy about it."
Those who knew Xiahou Qingyi knew that when she spoke like this, Lin Tian was mostly in for a beating, and it wouldn't be light.
"Lin Tian, I think you're asking for death."
With a loud shout, Xiahou Qingyi clenched her fists, ready to surge toward Lin Tian.
"Wait, wait, wait."
