Xia Yangyang calmly said, "I'm sorry, I've lost my memory, and I've forgotten whether I slapped you back then. Since I have forgotten, let's have you experience it again."
Gong Xue'er trembled with anger, pointing at Xia Yangyang, "Xia Yangyang, do you think I'm still the old Gong Xue'er who let people trample on me? Do you realize who you're standing before right now? With just a flick of my finger, I could crush you. How dare you hit me?"
Gong Xue'er, unable to accept it, stepped forward trying to slap Xia Yangyang.
But Xia Yangyang quickly used a grappling move and twisted her arm around.
Gong Xue'er screamed in pain.
She had forgotten that Xia Yangyang had learned taekwondo since childhood.
She was no match for Xia Yangyang at all.
Gong Xue'er was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.
Only then did Xia Yangyang let go of Gong Xue'er's hand.
