Ling Wanqiu was desperately biting Xiaobao, but Xiaobao didn't feel any pain at all, as Wanqiu now lacked any destructive power despite her efforts.
Seeing Ling Wanqiu, who was oppressed and ready to vent her anger, Xiaobao didn't move away and just let her bite him.
After a while, Xiaobao said irritably, "Alright, biting is pointless!"
Ling Wanqiu let go of Xiaobao's hand but didn't lift her head, perhaps because she was out of strength.
Xiaobao, with a kind heart, helped Ling Wanqiu to lie down on the pillow and was stunned.
Ling Wanqiu's fierce gaze had disappeared, replaced by red eyes full of grievance.
Tears were flowing down, and she seemed like a little wife who had been abandoned.
Xiaobao was suddenly anxious: "Why are you crying? I'll give you back the treasure sword!"
Xiaobao picked up the longsword and threw it beside Ling Wanqiu.
However, Ling Wanqiu cried even harder and sobbed, "My Kung Fu is ruined, and I will never beat you in my lifetime."
