He Ma and Fang Ma’s eyes widened in disbelief. Their young miss had just spoken a perfectly clear, complete sentence. Was this the same girl they thought had something wrong with her head?
“Let you go? Spare *us*?” The burly kidnapper scoffed, rolling up his sleeves to reveal a bicep thicker than Chu Mian’s entire leg. “I’m the national Sanda champion. No one’s ever dared to talk so big to my face
















