"Women? Which woman are you referring to?" Wan Lie asked trying to control his tone.
"Isn't there only one woman? Would you like to have a little mercy on me? Would you please repay the pain I feel because of them?" Fei Lin said feeling very confident.
Hearing this, Wan Lie turned his gaze towards the two silver masked figures. His eyes then fell on the figure of a girl who seemed to be in pain behind Fu Xie Lan. Instantly a sinister cold glint appeared in his eyes.
Immediately, Wan Lie grabbed Fei Lin's cloak collar, strangled her, and lifted her high so that her legs hanging in the air.
"Who do you think the girl you injured was? Huh?" Wan Lie with his cold voice made everyone's hairs stand on end.
Of course, Fei Lin was shocked, her breath caught in her throat, causing the woman to struggle because she couldn't breathe.
Even the veins on her neck and hands were bulging.
Her legs swung around trying to reach the ground but to no avail.