C291 So It Was a Fake

Ma Ying's chest bore the brunt of Muh Jingyan's vicious kick, leaving her face ashen and wracked with unbearable pain as she clutched at the throbbing spot.

Yelang, who had been standing by, was already in awe of the formidable Young Madam. He could only imagine the agony of such a brutal kick, and it was clear that Ma Ying was suffering immensely.

He gulped down his fear