Perhaps she had underestimated the man’s intelligence.
Years of rigorous training kept her from flinching, even when faced with such a formidable opponent. She was prepared to go down fighting if it came to that. Yet, she knew she could not act impulsively. She struggled, feeling a profound sense of sorrow that, despite all her skills, she was unable to save herself. Before him, she was like prey cornered by a tiger, her life in constant jeopardy.
Shen Qingyan stammered, demanding to know why he was treating her this way when she had done nothing wrong.
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