C44 Transferred Emotions

The atmosphere instantly became tense. Xing Mo Yang pulled his crutch away from Xing Xuan and helped her up from the ground. The cold light in the hawk's eyes was much stronger than the look in Xing Xie's eyes.

"Bastard, you want to fight against me?"

Xing Moyan smiled coldly as she walked in front of Xing Xie.

"I don't know what resistance is. I'm just doing what I want to do