"Huh?!" Liu Ruoye's eyes widened, looking even more ferocious and menacing.
"You mangy cur, what the hell do you think you are, daring to make demands of me? Looks like you've gotten guts in the time I've been gone! You damn dog, really grown up, haven't you?" Liu Ruoye leaped forward, reaching a clawed hand for Sanhuang's collar, intending to capture him and smash him to the ground as punishment.
In Liu Ruoye's mind, Sanhuang was just an ordinary person. Although she viciously insulted him as a dog bastard, she didn't mean to kill him.
So she didn't use Inner Strength, relying solely on brute physical force, and even that only at a tenth or so of her power, clearly knowing that Sanhuang could never resist her.
Who could expect that, as soon as Sanhuang saw Liu Ruoye reach out, he instinctively used the iron sword in his hand to perform the Sword Technique Qin Yuesheng had taught him.
