"You..."
"You bastard, what are you doing?" Dai Wushuang's eyes widened, his rage instantly flaring. He never expected that his opponent would still dare to provoke him, even at a time like this.
"Very good... This is all your own doing!" Dai Wushuang roared in fury and pulled the trigger, ready to show them just how formidable he was.
But just then, Chen Zheng pinched a piece of paper between his fingers. With a quick flick of his wrist, the paper shot forward at an incredible speed.
Dai Wushuang screamed as the thin piece of paper, like a steel knife, plunged into the back of his hand. The handgun clattered to the ground.
Liu Yumei was so shocked she was speechless. The experts behind her stared at Chen Zheng, hardly able to believe their eyes.
A thrown paper, flicked from the wrist? He never dreamed that the Young Mistress had invited a master of internal energy! This is terrifying!
