"Qian Sanpang is already dead. And the one who took my innocence was you."
As Ning Xue spoke, her lips trembled in a slight pout, her heart filled with unconcealable humiliation and sorrow.
She was proud and aloof. Growing up, she had seen countless young talents, innumerable so-called geniuses and prodigies, but not one had ever moved her heart.
To think she would lose her virginity in a godforsaken little place like Lianshan County.
And to a mere Level Three Martial Artist with a Tier Two Martial Soul, no less.
She wouldn't normally deign to even glance at someone like him, but now, he had been the one to take her innocence!
The more Ning Xue thought about it, the angrier she became. Primordial Power pulsed from her hand. With just a light tap of her palm, she could shatter this detestable bastard's head into a thousand pieces!
But, when it came down to it, she bit her lip, unable to bring herself to strike.
