C331 Hell's Paradise

The moment Yang Feiyun's mind went blank, Mo Weiye pounced on her like a ferocious beast. Although his legs and feet weren't convenient, he was still very nimble. Without any hesitation, he slashed towards Yang Feiyun's neck with the broken piece of porcelain.

Yang Feiyun had been keeping her guard up all along. She raised the chair leg high in the air and knocked it towards his head