Wan Jia withdrew her hand before he could touch it. How gutsy! Was he asking to die?
"Little girl you... do you think I'm not handsome enough?"
The corner of Wan Jia's lips twitched. Just when she was starting to worry that she had never put her skills into practice, a chance presented itself on a silver platter.
She gave a last warning. "I'm saying it for the last time. Get out of my way."
"Are all beautiful women…Ow!" before he finished his statement, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and gripped it. "You hit me!" it was so painful that he didn't even think of hitting her back.
Wan Jia had not had enough; she punched him in the chest, making him stumble backwards weakly. Having been hit by a little woman, the man couldn't accept his fate. He threw a punch towards her. Wan Jia's dress and shoes couldn't allow her to kick. She could only either punch or dodge. She cursed. She had just asked for trouble! Could she be stronger than a man?