Standing outside the cave, the warm sunlight beating down on her body finally dispelled the lingering chill Ruan Ning had just felt.
An Rui was truly terrifying. His overwhelming, oppressive aura had felt like it could tear her apart. She wondered if this was his unique attribute.
As she was thinking, the sound of approaching footsteps behind her made her instinctively raise her hand the moment she turned around. However, before the slap could land, her wrist was tightly seized by Ruan Fu.
Ruan Fu still wore that innocent and naive expression, yet the strength in her grip didn't lessen in the slightest. Ruan Ning knew it—everything Ruan Fu had displayed in the past was just an act. She struggled violently, her usually gentle and angelic face now completely contorted with malice.
"Let go! You bitch, let go right now, do you hear me?!"
