CRACK. A crisp sound echoed as the bone fractured.
The little girl finally let go of Gona and giggled. "It's your own fault for not crying out. You can't blame me; I'm just a child."
Gona's face twitched. A child? What a joke.
Gona gloomily returned to his seat. Nangong Yi was inwardly shocked. A little girl this powerful… It only strengthened his conviction as he whispered, "I told you we should make things difficult for them, not use brute force. You have only yourself to blame for not listening."
Gona gave a hollow chuckle. His right hand was now useless. He wanted to go to the hospital, but his pride wouldn't allow it.
Gona said in a low voice, "Nangong Yi, what about you? Are you just going to sit here and do nothing?"
