C437 I Swiped My Face

Lan Qingyue's dress was now in tatters after the scuffle with Yih Ke. Both of them bore a few bruises.

Lan Qingyue felt the pain on her body and fought back tears, but she managed to hold them in. "You witch!" she spat at Yih Ke, stepping back to avoid another attack.

Jee Ange held onto Yih Ke, checking her injuries. Her nose tingled, and tears began to fall