"I'm really foolish, truly."
Yang Su glanced at the "Guiding Envoy," whose body had been trampled into a twisted, gasping state like a suffocating fish, and after pursing her lips for a moment, continued:
"I only knew your strength was formidable, but I never imagined it was... this strong!"
"Even the high and mighty White Lotus Saint Envoy is under your foot like a stray dog on the roadside."
"Had I known it would be like this, why didn't I just tell you everything and beg you to protect me?"
"I... I am starting to believe now, you said you were the county head, and indeed you are the county head, not here to deceive me..."
Yang Su whimpered, her face full of distress, tears streaming down and wetting a circle around her.
This scene perfectly illustrates the phrase "women are made of water" in real life.
She looked towards Xu Shu, wiping her tears and pouting, then said, "Lord Liu, this girl... knows her mistake, do I still have a chance?"
"Heh."
