BAM!
Yuan Mei's alluring figure, an object of covetous desire, soared through the air before crashing violently onto the ground. She immediately let out a series of miserable shrieks, her voice as sharp and piercing as a Fierce Ghost's, chilling all who heard it.
Instantly, she collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon. A closer look would reveal a bloody hole in her abdomen, from which blood was steadily gushing.
Watching Yuan Mei crumpled on the ground, screaming pitifully, the crowd of onlookers all flinched, startled by Ye Wushuang's ruthlessness.
Of course, what followed was a greater sense of satisfaction and vindication!
This woman had always thrown her weight around the Sect, acting arrogant and tyrannical thanks to her backing. She ordered everyone around, and who among them didn't hate her? Who didn't want to run her through with a sword?
