Yun Ran delivered a swift kick to knock down the little thief and felt the strong wind rushing from behind. Her agile figure swiftly shifted to the side, dodging the rapidly lashing whip.
The owner of the whip missed the first strike and immediately swung for a second one.
Yun Ran's eyes hardened as she grabbed the incoming whip with a reverse grip, channeling her inner strength into her palm and pulling forcefully.
The owner of the whip let out a startled cry, tumbling off the horse and stumbling forward a few steps, nearly falling flat on her face.
As soon as she regained balance, she reprimanded Yun Ran, "How dare you! Committing violence in broad daylight! Release your grip at once!"
Yun Ran raised her eyebrows and scrutinized her. The young girl was about sixteen or seventeen, dressed in a fiery red dress, resembling a phoenix ablaze. Her daring and free-spirited attire was completely different from the usual clothes worn by Tianchu women.
