Ye Jian didn't give Gao Xiao a chance to stand up. She quickly retracted her leg and jumped. She sat on Gao Xiao's back and pressed her hand against the back of her neck.
Gao Xiao had no way of retaliating. She could only be reprimanded from the start to the end.
"Is that all you can do?!"
Ye Jian pressed the back of Gao Xiao's neck with one hand. Her entire face was pressed against the rough and uneven ground. The small and angular gravel stabbed into Gao Xiao's right cheek. The burning pain caused tears to flow out of Gao Xiao's eyes.
"Who's Qiu Tong? She's your comrade. She would put her life in your hands. But you, you actually dared to swing your dagger at her! Gao Xiao, do you want to kill someone? Let's see if you have the ability! Let's see if you can kill someone or if you'll get killed instead!"
The dagger that landed in Ye Jian's hand brushed past the tip of Gao Xiao's nose and stabbed into the ground.
