She just tossed a handful of powder as she walked away.
She'd already checked earlier—right now, not far from here, a group of women and kids were coming this way. She figured she didn't need to guide them herself; someone would show up after hearing the commotion.
Zhang Wenjuan, hiding behind the rock, was in torment.
She hadn't expected Chuyunyi's skills to be so fierce. Even three grown men weren't her match—they'd been beaten so badly they were crying out for their mothers and fathers. That was downright humiliating.
Hearing that things had gone quiet over there, she wanted to peek out to see what was happening, but was afraid that Chuyunyi, that damn woman, would catch her.
As she hesitated, she heard footsteps approaching.
Before she could stick her head out, the pockmarked guy yanked her out: "You bitch, you really screwed me over."
