"Beauty, I'm angry." Tang Feng felt as depressed as a tiger fallen on flat ground and being bullied by dogs.
Talking tough had no effect; the beauty continued her work, the sound of the saw biting into flesh harsh and piercing, making one's heart flutter with unease.
Tang Feng felt as though thousands of horses were charging through his heart. This wouldn't do; he needed to find a way. How could a man let a woman bully him?
It would be laughable if word got out. However, being bullied by such a beauty was still an honor, but the way she did it was wrong. Men preferred it in the bedroom, not being violently mauled.
Tang Feng watched the extremely pleased beauty and could no longer restrain himself. He thought she saw him as easy to bully, alright, she had her methods, but now he would let her taste his own.
"Spirit Illusion Array, beauty, look at me."
