章 193: A sliver of hope?

Jia pounded her fist on the wall and once again, yet the storm of uncontrollable fury refused to settle down for even a minute. She didn't know how to dump all that disgust she was feeling that crawled in every inch of her skin.

"That's not a really healthy way to express your emotions."

Mingshen's voice hummed in the air.

Jia closed her eyes, but she couldn't concentrate. The images flowed in her head despite her resistance and the pain only intensified.

Mingshen stepped closer and held her wrist to pull it away from the wall. There were abrasions on knuckles and fingers, and blood was slightly trickling down the small areas of peeled skin.

"Ah, you have hurt yourself," he clicked his tongue.

"This is nothing compared to the pain in which I pushed Ehuang into!" She exclaimed, her misty eyelashes trembling.

Mingshen forced her to sit to which she lashed out, irritated. "Leave me alone!"