When she thought Lin Tian was stepping back to look, Lin Tian acted, throwing a punch at the woman, mercilessly.
With a bang, smoke billowed up, the woman disappeared and then reappeared on the other side, but she had reverted to her own form. The black-robed woman stared at Lin Tian, sneering coldly, "You men are truly hypocritical, wanting to look but afraid to see, yet acting so pretentiously!"
"I never deny that I want to look, if I want to see, I will do it myself, but I hate being controlled, being played for a fool!" Lin Tian replied coldly, his mind unwavering as he continued to attack the black-robed woman.
Zhang Lingyu heard his words, both tearful and amused, unable to decide whether to praise him or angrily rebuke him. Perhaps this was Lin Tian, a man of independence, freedom, and unrestrained charm.
