"I'm so sorry!" Realizing what she had done, she folded her hands and began apologizing profusely.
Thankfully, she wasn't the type to exert harm subconsciously and didn't use much force. Had she used her full force, Zhong Ningtao would have broken bones. His head was spinning as he massaged his sore spots, consoling her.
"Don't worry, I can take quite a beating."
Jesus, this girl's innocent looks belied the "terror" beneath!
Lou Cheng shuffled beside him, glancing at the other side of the hall.
"Guide Zhong, those two Japanese are looking at us," he said in a hushed voice.
Though hardly distinguishable in foreigners' eyes, the Chinese and Japanese can differentiate between themselves easily, as if they were of a completely different kind.
