So it was a vase.
Mo Lan, in a rage for not having hit him, rushed up to fight him to the death but was quickly subdued as he caught her arm.
"Trying to kill me with such little strength?"
Mo Lan bit fiercely into his neck, making Qi Ruigang wince in pain.
He pinched her chin, forcing her head away; Mo Lan felt as if her jaw was dislocating.
Qi Ruigang touched his neck where her teeth had drawn blood and coldly smiled: "Is this a token of love?"
"Pah!" Mo Lan's face was full of disgust.
Qi Ruigang once again grabbed her chin, his eyes chillingly cold: "Behave yourself and I will take you to exchange for the chip, or else I'll kill you!"
"Just kill me then, I'd rather die than let you succeed in exchanging me for the chip!" Mo Lan was not going to let him have his way.
She struggled free and aimed her head at the wall—
"Damn it!" Qi Ruigang's face slightly changed, swiftly grabbing her arm.
