Hearing this, several burly men immediately pressed the injured Ye Hongyi in front of Kulon.
Lu Wushuang angrily said, "Kulon, if you dare to hurt my second senior sister, I'll make sure you die without a burial place!"
Kulon laughed heartily, "Little beauty, don't rush, soon it'll be your turn too."
As he spoke, his rough hand caressed Ye Hongyi's face.
Ye Hongyi looked disgusted, her whole body trembling.
"Pah!"
She directly spat in Kulon's face.
Kulon paused for a moment, his smile turned more sinister, "What a character, seems like it's a wild horse; well, this gets me even more excited..."
"Rip—" He licked his lips and reached out to tear open Ye Hongyi's sleeve.
Ye Hongyi's snow-white arm was exposed.
