C241 Sweeping Monk

In a secluded spot, Wang Yuyan pounded on Lee Cha's arm, demanding, "Let go of me."

Lee Cha let out a cold snort. "Are you done throwing a fit?"

Wang Yuyan's complexion blanched. "I never want to see you again."

"You ungrateful wretch," Lee Cha retorted coolly. "I just saved your life."

"I didn't ask you to save me. I'd rather die."

Lee Cha grasped her chin firmly