“Oh, very well! I admire your personality.” Yun Che nodded, smiling, “If you say so… then… no surrendering later, okay~?”
Amidst soft laughter, Yun Che leisurely swung up the whip. Another “PAH” of a whip hit Chiyang Yanwu’s bottom, and this whip made a moderate rip in her short leather pants.
“Yun Che… There’ll be a day when I’ll tear you to pieces!!” Chiyang Yanwu was like an enraged female leopard as she roared at the top of her lungs.
Yun Che pretended to not hear it, and whipped again all cheerfully, “Don’t surrender… No surrendering, okay~!”
This lash, finally made Chiyang Yanwu drop a tear. She clearly felt that her pants that tightly wrapped on her butt had started to rip.
“I don’t know when you’ll be able to tear me to pieces.” Yun Che was playing with the whip as he indecently smiled and said, “But what I am sure of is, a few more of these lashes and your clothes will be all ripped to pieces. At that time, everyone would be able to see your, Chiyang Princess’, body… What do you say, how much do you think they will thank me?! Oh, right. You said you’ll never surrender, then please, never surrender!”
After saying that, Yun Che’s wrist moved, and another whip swung over. A loud, crisp “PAH” sound made another rip in the other half of her leather pants.
“You… you… I will kill you… I will definitely kill you!!” No matter how stubborn, how arrogant Chiyang Yanwu was, at this moment, her voice obviously carried a hint of a crying tone. She looked at Yun Che with seventy percent anger, and twenty percent killing intent… and ten percent obvious begging.
“Enough!!”
With a deep voice that resounded with anger, a fiery-red figure suddenly flew from the Chiyang Family’s seats and instantly came to Chiyang Yanwu’s side. This person was also in red clothing and had fiery-red hair. It was obviously the Chiyang Patriarch, who was also Chiyang Yanwu’s father, Chiyang Bailie.
His daughter was humiliated with everyone watching. Even if he had been ten times as well-mannered, he simply couldn’t endure it any longer. Chiyang Bailie’s palm waved, and the large Tree of Frozen End that sealed Chiyang Yanwu immediately vaporized and disappeared. Chiyang Yanwu, whose body was frozen stiff, fell on Chiyang Bailie’s body. Her nose wrinkled, and she finally found a place for her to vent all of her anger, humiliation, and frustration, “Father! Kill him for me… I want to tear him into pieces, I want to… want to…”
“Silence!” Chiyang Bailie yelled angrily, “Do you think it’s not humiliating enough?!”
“Uu…” Chiyang Yanwu was usually rarely scolded by Chiyang Bailie, and she also knew that she humiliated her clan today. Her eyes immediately became red and she stopped making any sounds. When she looked at Yun Che, her eyes were still filled with the expression of bloodlust… her reputation that she had built up all her life was all thoroughly thrown away because of Yun Che today.
Chiyang Bailie’s face was extremely unsightly, but the reason Chiyang Yanwu lost to Yun Che was because she wasn’t as good as him. With everyone watching, he couldn’t even be mad. He turned to Yun Che, reached out his palm with a stiff expression and said, “Hand it over.”
Even a fool would know Chiyang Bailie was asking for the Fiend Dragon Solar Whip that Yun Che had snatched from Chiyang Yanwu’s hands, but Yun Che’s expression was filled with confusion as he replied, “Hand it over? Hand what over?