Sang Ning's combat prowess was terrifying. Even an ordinary vegetable leaf in her hands felt like a weapon striking hard. No one around dared step closer to her.
"Crazy woman!"
"Absolutely insane! Let's go, stay away from this madwoman. Forget about the money!"
A group of people, fearful of being caught in the crossfire, scattered in all directions.
Sang Ning's intent had only been to make an example out of someone. Once the crowd had dispersed, she loosened her grip on the ringleader's collar, kicked him hard, and cursed furiously, "You get the hell out of here too!"
The skinny man stumbled back several steps, retreating to a safe distance outside Sang Ning's reach. He tilted his chin slightly upwards and pointed a finger forward from under his chin, saying, "You just wait!"
Sang Ning opened her eyes slightly wider, clenched her fist, and made a threatening gesture. That man, terrified, scrambled away in a panic.
