Chapter 47. A tiger doesn't show its might so you treat me like a sick cat (3)
“You…,” Su Wan bit her trembling lips, after recovering some of her spirit; her eyes boiled with rage, full of disbelief, “ You dare to hit me!”
Su Luo very innocently shrugged with her hands spread. “How could this world have such a stupid person? Obviously you have been hit, but to still continue to ask,’you actually hit me?’”
Such a brazen insult, caused Su Wan’s lungs to almost explode from anger. Her face trembled, and stressing each syllable through gritted teeth, she said: “ You–court–death! “
“The one courting death is you!” Su Luo took out the whip, and mercilessly whipped her body, lash by lash. Her eyes were shining with a brilliant light that could leave a person in a state of terror. “This whiplash is for the previous Su Luo! This whip is lashed for Lu Luo! This whip is lashed for the ants that were crushed to death by you….”
Su Luo’s justifications was full of fantastic oddities of every description, but she could always find a reason to whip Su Wan. It’s like at a wine table, people will always find a justification to force the other to drink until they become drunk.
In almost no time, Su Wan’s body was covered with lash marks; her clothes had become ragged, worse than a beggar’s.
“Su Luo! I will never let you off! Absolutely never!” Su Wan crawled up. While hugging her exposed body, she urgently began to take steps to run out.
As she made her way, she staggered along. She fell down and then crawled up, crawled up and then fell down. She looked like a very sorry figure.
Watching Su Wan’s figure from the back as she ran away, Su Luo’s pupils manifested a sneaky, crafty grin.