Sitting in her room, Yu Yunwei looked at her still-swollen little hand, recalling how Xiao Mo had hit it with his saber sheath not long ago.
A flash of hatred crossed her eyes.
'In her entire life, she had never been hit.'
'But he actually dared to hit me!'
"Yun Wei, since Blood Demon won't teach you, I will be the one to discipline you from now on."
Remembering Xiao Mo's words again, Yu Yunwei gritted her teeth in hatred.
'He said he'd discipline me!'
'What right does he have to say he'll discipline me?'
'On what grounds can he discipline me!'
Yu Yunwei raised her head and looked out the window at Xiao Mo, who was still practicing his saber forms. Her heart filled with resentment. 'You bastard! Just you wait!'
「That night.」
After finishing his practice of the Blood Demon Saber Technique, Xiao Mo planned to take a medicinal bath to temper his body.
