Wusha's words encouraged Zhong Wuyan, but they also infuriated Medusa. What did she mean by a single slap killing ten little female snakes? Was Little Snake really that fragile? She wouldn't mind letting Zhong Wuyan bring it on—this little snake could kill her all over again.
"Boom!"
A violent surge of crimson demonic energy erupted. Medusa was hopping mad; that damned white-haired stinky girl was simply biased. Precious blood was fed to that brown-haired stinky girl first, and now she was even going to heal her, all while openly declaring she wanted to be her own master's wife. On what grounds? Little Snake would not stand for this!
Chapter 599