Looking at Zhao Hanshuang lying beneath him, remaining silent with a flushed face, Qin Tian smiled triumphantly, thinking to himself, this girl, let's see how arrogant you are in front of me now. Indeed, fighting fire with fire is the best solution.
"Let go of me!"
Seeing Qin Tian lying on top of her without moving and staring intently, Zhao Hanshuang started to panic, feeling a bad premonition that Qin Tian might take advantage of her.
In the past, whenever she felt this way, Zhao Hanshuang would certainly explode and strike first.
But now, having the previous experience of Qin Tian taking advantage of her, Zhao Hanshuang felt a surge of insecurity.
Is this slave disciple born to overpower me? Clearly, his cultivation is lower than mine, so why does he always take advantage of me? Is he my nemesis?
"Promise me you won't harass me anymore, and we'll write off everything that happened before. I'll let you go immediately."
