"Screw you!" Zhao Ling'er roared angrily.
"Damn! You little bitch, you damn well dare to insult me, you're looking for death!" Guan Jianhua was outraged.
Gripping the whip, he swung it fiercely and brutally towards Zhao Ling'er.
The whip was about to strike Zhao Ling'er.
Suddenly, a figure dragged a chair and swiftly rushed up.
A small boot carried a powerful gust of wind and kicked hard between his legs.
Crack!
"Oh!" Guan Jianhua screamed in agony as his future was ruined.
Beads of cold sweat dripped like rain from his forehead to the ground. Clutching his crotch, he hopped around on the ground like a big lobster.
"Well done, Yating! Kick this bastard to death!" Zhao Ling'er laughed heartily.
"Hmph! Guan Jianhua, after Zhang Xiaohao arrives, it will be the time when your Guan Family disappears from this world entirely." Zhou Yating said murderously.
"Ah! Young master, are you alright?" Seeing Guan Jianhua in such a state, a few young maids rushed over anxiously.
