An Hao could feel it, the other's strong murderous intent. She didn't dare to let go, fearing the woman might go mad and kill her with one strike.
She couldn't die; she still had a son, and there was Qin Jian...
The woman used every ounce of her strength to break free from An Hao's restraint, while An Hao desperately held her down, biting her teeth hard.
Their strength wasn't much different; whoever could endure a bit longer would be the final victor.
In their standoff, An Hao looked into her eyes and felt a sense of recognition.
No, it should be said, very familiar.
"Are you... Gan Tian?"
A dangerous glint flashed in the woman's eyes as An Hao reached out to grab the mask off her face.
Suddenly, the woman exploded with force, shoving An Hao upwards and kicking her stomach to push her away.
More and more people started arriving, giving the woman no more time to kill An Hao.
