บท 261: Chapter 175 Pray for Your Divine Power to Descend_1

With a crunchy sound, Little Angel felt like she ran over something. She stopped in confusion, and then a horrific scream erupted beside her. A middle-aged woman sat there screaming, holding her ankle bent to a horrifying angle of about seventy-eight degrees.

At her screams, two muscular female guards rushed out of the room, ran over in haste, and helped the woman, asking anxiously, "Madam, Madam, are you okay? What happened?"

The woman cried as she clutched her leg, "My leg, my leg, it was her, it was her. Catch her, catch her."

Little Angel was somewhat bewildered, tilting her head to look at the woman's broken leg. It seemed... she had caused the injury. Would this be considered hitting someone?

As the two female guards charged toward her with claws bared, Little Angel started to chuckle. They were the ones who struck first, so retaliating wouldn't be considered hitting someone.