After finishing, Pei Shu'er spoke to those people.
"Shu'er is small in strength, but it's truly not suitable for all of you to use force. I hope these ten strokes can return justice to everyone."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the other exiles became strange.
The image of Pei Shu'er fiercely beating those five exiles was vivid in their minds, such skin and flesh torn, and she called it small strength?
However, upon hearing this, the Fifteenth Prince looked at Doctor Liu and his fearful expression towards Pei Shu'er, which filled him with some disdain.
"Enough, it's settled. You, a grown man, are afraid of a weak woman?"
Pei Shu'er took the military baton from the soldier's hand, drank a sip of Spiritual Spring Water, and then swung it at Doctor Liu.
Her strength was soft, just like the feeling she gave off.
A fragile reed swaying in the wind.
"Ah!"
Doctor Liu raised his head due to the hit, his cheeks flushed red, his face extremely pained.
