Fang Che gritted his teeth, enduring the abuse.
Feeling the rapid recovery of Spiritual Energy within his Dantian, he bared his teeth and threatened: "Just you wait... you just wait..."
"Hmph!"
Ye Meng not only didn't stop, but intensified her efforts.
This guy was like a beast, and with such a rare opportunity granted by fate, when else would he take his revenge if not now?
Fang Che's limp right hand slowly regained strength, clenched tightly, and formed a fist.
He felt the power returning, yet continued to operate the Infinite Scripture for recovery...
A moment later.
Under Ye Meng's shocked gaze, Fang Che flipped over, pinning her beneath him.
He sneered, "Little girl, you asked for this yourself! How dare you provoke me? Watch how I deal with you today!"
Ye Meng looked at him in shock, unable to understand how this guy, who was like a noodle a moment ago, recovered so quickly?
Subsequently, Fang Che began his revenge.
...
In the morning.
