Song Juan squeezed out a smile, "I'll go back to the booth and wait for you!"
Song Juan returned to the booth and closed the door behind her.
Xia Mian turned around, her eyes blazing with anger, "Did you do it on purpose?!"
Dai Ying smiled darkly, "Miss Xia, your most beloved person is doubting you, how does that feel?"
Xia Mian's deep black eyes fixed on Dai Ying's arrogant, smug face and suddenly she laughed, "Good, very good!"
Originally, before she could root out the real mastermind, Xia Mian didn't plan on killing this little Daoist.
But now, she was angry!
Xia Mian's lips moved slightly, her voice booming like a bell, "I curse you in the name of God! May you bear the wicked fruit, never enter reincarnation, soul scattered, bones turned to dust!"
As Xia Mian's words entered Dai Ying's ears one by one, his face instantly turned deathly pale.
He could clearly feel his luck and vitality gradually disappearing!!!
