The sound of fabric tearing wasn't loud, but to Chu Lian's ears, it was more deafening than thunder, causing her movements to cease abruptly. The drunken man behind her noticed his prey had quieted down and became even more brazen in his actions. Just as his lips landed on Chu Lian's back, she erupted completely, her struggle fiercer than ever before.
"Ahhhh, I'm going to kill you, kill you."
"Bitch, what's all the noise?" The drunken man grabbed Chu Lian's hair and slapped her face hard, using all his strength, causing her face to turn to the side and fall silent, a line of blood trailing from her bean-paste-colored lips.
Watching the entire scene from a hidden corner, Xu Ke maintained a gentle smile on his lips, as if he was witnessing a concert rather than a scene of violence.
