Tang Bingbing is very strong!
Yang Fan couldn't discern exactly how strong this androgynous being was.
But he knew that the gap in strength between them was like the chasm between heaven and earth, utterly incomparable.
With a casual motion, it almost took his life.
The embroidered shoes couldn't get near this Yin Yang person's body either, getting knocked away several times.
After knocking away the embroidered shoes once again, Tang Bingbing smiled lightly and walked slowly to Yang Fan.
"It must hurt a lot, right? I don't care who you were before, from any walk of life. As long as you're not my mortal enemy, I accept you. Now I'm giving you a choice, follow me or be killed by me!"
Tang Bingbing teased Yang Fan, idly twirling his fingers, then suddenly said, "Oh, by being killed, I mean in a rather cruel way. I'll extract your soul, and while you're still alive, take out your organs. I have some use for those things so I can't waste them."
