Su Li briefly explained how she learned the secret technique and lifted her fair chin to look at him.
"Did you see, Mr. Qi? Good thing I didn't delete Tuanzi, right? I've found another way, so Tuanzi doesn't have to get hurt or sick. Isn't it great?" Su Li was quite proud.
Instead of being surprised, Feng Huaijin's expression instantly turned cold. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Su Li's arms, radiating an undeniable chill.
Su Li's arms hurt from his grip, red marks appearing, and her delicate brows furrowed in pain: "It hurts, let go!"
Tuanzi stood aside, reached out, and patted Feng Huaijin: "Let go of my mama."
Feng Huaijin carefully looked at Su Li and sternly reprimanded: "Su Li, are you an idiot? I told you this is defying heaven, the burden just shifted from Tuanzi to you! Let me see!"
Feng Huaijin's heart started racing wildly; he really wanted to knock Su Li out with a punch.
