"You lecherous scoundrel, prepare to die!"
Jiang Shouzhong frowned, flicked the young girl's longsword out of her hand, and said coldly, "Are you insane? Don't you know that I saved you? I'm actually your savior."
Zhao Zhi'er stumbled back, her inner garment slipping from her shoulder again.
The pampered girl, accustomed to being indulged, didn't care about being rescued after having her body seen. Her round face flushed deep red:
"What savior! You're clearly taking advantage of me, you scoundrel! Are you still looking!? I'll gouge your eyes out to feed the dogs!"
As she spoke, she rushed forward again with her palm raised.
"Truly insane."
Jiang Shouzhong couldn't be bothered to deal with her anymore and sent her flying onto the bed with a palm strike through the air.
At that moment, Shen Muheng hurriedly arrived after hearing the commotion.
In her rage, Zhao Zhi'er immediately cried out, "Senior brother, gouge out his eyes for me! He bullied me!"
