Ning Rongrong grew angrier and angrier as she looked at Bai Ying.
She had never been this furious before.
"You dared to insult me just now. Do you even know what you are?"
"Get lost." Bai Ying spat out those two words coldly.
Ning Rongrong was truly enraged now. Looking at the strange contraptions beside her, she suddenly became interested.
She casually picked one up, and Bai Ying was instantly terrified. Good heavens, that was a Spirit Tool Bomb. If it was mishandled or even bumped carelessly, it could explode.
She was the young miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If something really happened to her, it would be a huge problem for him.
"Give that to me. Give it to me now."
Seeing Bai Ying's reaction, Ning Rongrong immediately beamed. "Beg me. As long as you beg me, I'll give this back to you."
As she spoke, she glanced at the object in her hand and sneered. "Look how nervous you are. Isn't it just some black thing?"
Ning Rongrong was really getting carried away. Bai Ying slowly uttered two words. "Give it back."
"What if I don't? What can you do to me?"
She even pulled a face at him. "Didn't you call me trash just now? You said I was trash, so what the hell are you?"
"A bastard born without a mother to raise him."
The moment Bai Ying heard those words, his mind exploded. Was that something a little girl could actually say? Had I heard wrong?
Yet reality stood right before him, and Ning Rongrong continued hurling every vile insult she could think of.
"Ning Rongrong, take back what you just said immediately. Then return that thing to me, or I'll make you regret it."
"I'm so scared."
Ning Rongrong burst out