Chapitre 1272: Gatekeeper's Aggression

Shen Qianshu's words were firm and powerful. The pale boy looked like he had heard some bad news. His face was pale and his body icy-cold as if it had been doused with ice. His face was so white that it was a little scary.

He did not dare to speak anymore. Shen Qianshu stood upright, her expression extremely unpleasant. She had escaped death by a hair's breadth and passed a cruel selection that she thought only existed in movies. She had crawled through a jungle full of poisonous insects, trembling, constantly afraid of bullets shooting her dead from unknown corners, afraid that she would never see her lover or her son again. She did not go through all of that only for one challenge of democratic voting when she wished to do something.

So what was the point of going through all that?