Fang Zhou kept hitting nonstop, until several wooden sticks were broken, with only one left.
Yu Qing finally couldn't bear watching any longer. Thinking Fang Zhou's anger had subsided, she stepped forward to advise, "Taoist Fang, stop hitting."
Fang Zhou also felt it was about time. With his last hit, he broke the last stick directly.
"Hmm~~"
Ke Yanhan, who had been gritting her teeth without making a sound, suddenly let out a strange muffled groan. This sound did not resemble the panting of pain but had a faintly coquettish flavor.
Fang Zhou looked down, only to see Ke Yanhan's skin flush red all over her body. She buried her head deep in her arm, her body trembling in pain.
Fang Zhou's enlightened nose faintly smelled a strange scent.
Coupled with Ke Yanhan's appearance, Fang Zhou was shocked.
Damn, could this nasty woman have awakened some strange fetish from being beaten by me?
"Oh no, Senior Sister Ke has been damaged by your beating!"
