She struggled hard, wrapping her legs around Chen Fan's neck and trying to throw him off. Yet she failed. The shocking battle from before had turned into close-quarters grappling, leaving everyone utterly dumbfounded.
"Let go!"
"I'll let go if you admit defeat." Chen Fan was exhausted too, but this girl was incredibly stubborn. It would be best if he could make her concede.
"You... you hooligan! How can you do something like this? You're violating a girl's chastity! You're nothing but a shameless rogue and a pervert!" Luo Cuilian shouted at Chen Fan, her face flushed red. Ordinary people would have had their eyes gouged out for merely looking at her, their ears cut off for hearing her voice. As the Demon Cult Leader, she was immensely powerful—what man had ever been able to ride on top of her? Moreover, she did not know much about worldly affairs. Though she had been a God Slayer for over two hundred years, she was no different from a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl, whether in appearance or mental age.
Just as Luo Cuilian finished speaking, she suddenly felt the grip on her wrists loosen. Then that detestable man got off her and sat down on the ground beside her.
Luo Cuilian quickly sat up as well and adjusted her clothes. Their earlier struggle had exposed some of her fair skin. Once she had tidied herself up, her face returned to its original haughty expression.
"Hmph! You can count this as your victory. I, Luo Cuilian, am not the kind of person who refuses to acknowledge a loss."
"I just wanted to end the fight sooner, so I used underhanded methods against you. I'm truly sorry. Your martial arts are very strong, and defeating you would likely have injured you. Of course, if you