This slap was heavy; Keira Leaf immediately felt her vision darken, and then her cheeks flared up in a burning ache.
Even so, she still stubbornly clung to the man, refusing to let go.
"Get lost, you despicable person!" the man growled in anger, swinging another slap her way.
There was no time to dodge, no time to retaliate. If she let go, he could run far away in an instant.
So this slap landed solidly on Keira Leaf's face, a metallic taste rushing in her mouth, and stars blurring her vision.
The child in the man's arms seemed to sense something, or was maybe frightened, and immediately started crying loudly.
The man frowned, glancing around the surrounding area, growing uneasy as more and more gazes fixated on him.
At the same time, the man pulled a dagger from his belt, cutting the strap of the sling bag, leaving Keira Leaf's hands empty and causing her to stagger.
Before Keira Leaf could react, the man pushed her away.
