Gu Xiaoxi held her glass, took a small sip, and said with a serene smile, "You tell me! How exactly do you plan on taking revenge? A duel or a group beatdown?"
Sack sneered and raised his fist.
Gu Xiaoxi looked at that fist, as powerful as a hammer.
"Don't say I'm bullying a woman by fighting you. I'm enough to duel you alone."
Gu Xiaoxi chuckled lightly, "Overestimating yourself."
Over the two years, Sack had indeed grown a lot.
But she hadn't been stagnating in place either.
If he still considered her the Gu Xiaoxi from the world championship, then he was doomed from the start.
"Don't get cocky!" With that, Sack swung his fist at Gu Xiaoxi.
However, his punch landed only on an afterimage.
The next second, Gu Xiaoxi was already behind him, sitting in the spot he had just left, her hand resting on the shoulder of his woman.
This was an outright provocation, humiliating him for his incompetence.
