Zhao Yi found an opportunity to create some distance between them, raised a hand to stop her, and said, "Hold on!"
Once Niying stopped, Zhao Yi probed, "Who on earth are you? We have no quarrel with one another, so why are you attacking me?"
Niying let out a cold snort, her gaze sharp. "Of all kinds of scoundrels, I despise you strong-arming bastards the most!"
Chapter 49