The moment the bone knife was about to stab Qiao Xixi, she quickly sidestepped, turned, and grabbed Huang Ying's hand, knocking the weapon away.
Huang Ying froze, staring at Qiao Xixi in disbelief. 'She hadn't expected her to react so quickly.'
Qiao Xixi's grip on Huang Ying's hand was so tight it felt like it would shatter her bones.
Panic seized Huang Ying. Her eyes widened, and after a sharp gasp, she stammered, "C-Clan Leader, I... I just saw a huge bug on your back! I wanted to help you kill it."
A faint smile touched Qiao Xixi's lips. "Is that so? What kind of bug requires a bone knife to kill, Huang Ying?"
The color instantly drained from Huang Ying's face. She struggled, trying to break free from Qiao Xixi's grasp.
But Qiao Xixi's hand was like an iron vise, clamped down so tightly she couldn't escape.
In a panic, Huang Ying opened her mouth to bite Qiao Xixi's hand.
But before her teeth could even make contact, a resounding slap struck her across the face.
