Ning Qingqing bit her lip and finally, shook her head slightly.
Helpless.
"Bitch!!!! You damn bitch! You damn --- mother, you just fancy that little bastard! Ah ah ah..." Fu Yi's face twisted with fury, roaring madly, unable to accept Ning Qingqing's attitude, full of hatred, cursing.
Ning Qingqing remained silent, but a flicker of dimness flashed in her eyes, followed by a sense of relief.
Father said she was too naive and unaware of the evil in people's hearts, it seems to be true.
That bastard Ye Tian said she's stupid, it seems to be true as well.
Truthfully, Fu Yi's resentful and venomous curses actually made Ning Qingqing relax and feel relieved all at once. Now, she felt no guilt at all.
"You think you've got me figured out, you little bastard?! Ah?!" Fu Yi's aura started turning mad, the Immortal Origin Gang Shield was barely holding, pushed to the brink, his blood-colored eyes turning frenzied.
Could it be, Fu Yi has other techniques?
Of course, he does.
