He had said at the time, "I did it because I wanted to. What the hell is it to you?"
Seeing her on crutches just made his blood boil. It was her pathetic, crippled state that got Bao'er dragged into this mess. She was such a good actress.
His face went cold as he swung a vicious kick at her.
But the outcome left him stunned.
The one on the ground… was him.
The girl gave a cool smile. Her crutch seemed to float up, effortlessly blocking his kick. Then, with a twist of her pale wrist, the wooden crutch slammed against his shin with a dull THUD.
A jolt of pain shot through his leg, and he collapsed heavily to his knees, facing her.
The girl chuckled softly. "You know what?… You have no class."
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead from the pain. He clutched his leg, all thoughts of retaliation gone. His eyes fell on the crutch in her hand, and he couldn't help but wonder, 'It hurts this much just from one hit… Her leg was completely broken. How much pain must she have been in?'
