Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing beneath them!
"You cursed my friend right in front of me, so how should I punish you?"
Li Zhuo was momentarily stunned, then sneered disdainfully, "Punish me? Are you joking? I think you should consider how to stay alive yourself."
Qin Yi picked up a stone from the ground with blood-stained characters on it, and said indifferently, "These words were left for me by her."
Li Zhuo's gaze contracted slightly, and he sneered, "So you're the one that bitch said would avenge her."
"So many blood-stained stones, how much blood did she really shed?"
Qin Yi looked at Li Zhuo with indifference and directly hurled the half-football-sized stone at him.
"You're seeking death!"
Li Zhuo watched the incoming stone contemptuously, since its speed wasn't fast.
He clenched his fist, enveloped in white light, and punched towards the stone.
