"Watch your damn egg—!" Sent flying by a totally unexpected kick from Ying, Lan Qinghuan cursed all eighteen generations of Ying's ancestors during her backward flight, even though she had no idea who those ancestors actually were.
The kick to her stomach was slightly painful, but bearable. Yet why on earth did she have to land squarely on a plant that looked just like a cactus?
Before she even had time to lament her fate, a click sounded, like the triggering of a mechanism. Regaining her wits just before the Yuyin Pill completely sealed shut, Lan Qinghuan directed a look of pure hatred through the thick green shadows, locking squarely onto Ying's expectant, light-purple phoenix eyes.
Chapter 181