C1503 Running Machine

Lan Youbin spoke with a calm detachment, "If you can't do it, then don't boast. We'll just stand here and watch how Lau Yiheng gets crushed into a pulp."

Lan Youjun's fists were clenched, her heavily applied rouge and powder flaking off as her emotions ran high. Her eyes sparkled with excitement and a touch of malice.

She mused to herself, "So this is your fate