"Pah! I finally understand why you're not as good as Lin Fei," Mu Shanshan said coldly.
"What? In what way?" Wu Yufeng asked.
Mu Shanshan looked at Wu Yufeng indifferently, saying, "Because you're not even human, you're a beast. How could a beast be stronger than Lin Fei?"
Wu Yufeng's face turned grim and pale as he slapped Mu Shanshan's face again. Her face swelled up, and the blood at the corner of her mouth and her disheveled hair made her look very miserable. Yet, her stubborn gaze, coldly staring at Wu Yufeng, made him feel quite uncomfortable.
"Tie her mouth! Let's see how she talks then!" Wu Yufeng ordered someone to tape Mu Shanshan's mouth, making her unable to speak.
As everything was set up, Wu Yufeng said coldly, "Hmph, Lin Fei, I'm waiting for a good show today. If you don't come, you'll regret it!" With that, Wu Yufeng glanced at Mu Shanshan and snorted coldly.
It was eight o'clock at night.
