Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 832 - 831: I, Granting You One Last Chance

Chapter 832: Chapter 831: I, Granting You One Last Chance

Hua Rong’s face darkened as she turned to look back.

Behind her on the busy street, people were everywhere, and quite a few of them, due to her strange attire, had their gaze locked on her.

But among these people, Feng Yexuan was nowhere to be found!

"Naïve!"

Unexpectedly, that damnable girl dared to play such an idiotic trick in front of her!

What’s more unexpected was that she, so unfathomable, had been duped as well!

The simpler the scheme, the more likely it was to be fatally deceiving!

With a face full of rage, Hua Rong leapt up abruptly.

Chu Qianli had already walked far away.

However, she had still underestimated Hua Rong’s Qinggong.

Just as she was about to approach the Prince Residence, a cold wind struck her from behind.

Chu Qianli instantly sidestepped to avoid it, and that gust of cold air forced her to retreat rapidly, nearly rendering her unable to open her eyes.

Chu Qianli wanted to continue forward, but the cold wind attacked again, forcing her to keep retreating.

Hua Rong seemed to have no intention of attacking her directly, just using her Inner Strength to drive her, forced her to leave the main street and pushed her into an unknown alley.

"Senior, what exactly do you want to do?"

Chu Qianli was pressed so much that her blood surged and her breathing became greatly disordered.

Pressed too hard, the True Qi at her Dantian began to chaotically surge as if it would burst out of her body!

Hua Rong’s martial prowess was too domineering; Chu Qianli was nearly driven to deviate into madness!

Finally, the cold wind suddenly vanished, and Chu Qianli opened her mouth, gasping for breath.

Although the blood in her chest had not been forced out, a trickle of blood still slid from the corner of her lips.

"Do not remove the gu for Feng Qihe," Hua Rong said, her gaze fixating on Chu Qianli, traveling from her face down, until finally, it rested on her wrist.

"You are the woman whom Yexuan, the Prince, fancies, and I have no desire to harm you, therefore, I only ask that you swear not to rid Feng Qihe of the gu."

"Asking me to swear is easy," replied Chu Qianli, "but can you guarantee that once I’ve sworn, it will be done?"

Chu Qianli took another two steps back.

The moment Hua Rong got angry, her overpowering presence would buffet against her, making her extremely uncomfortable. Several times, she was on the verge of vomiting blood.

Hua Rong looked at her indifferently: "That is why I am also conflicted."

Her gaze still locked onto Chu Qianli’s right hand.

A flicker of unease crossed Chu Qianli’s heart.

She kept staring at my hand... Could it be that she wants to destroy it?

"If you dare hurt me, Yexuan won’t forgive you!" Chu Qianli immediately withdrew her hand behind her back.

Hua Rong figured it out; this damned girl, not afraid to die, but dreaded having her hand ruined.

No wonder Yu Linglong specifically mentioned wanting to destroy her hand.

It turned out Chu Qianli truly regarded her hand as more precious than life itself!

"By speaking this way, are you not afraid of angering me?" Hua Rong’s eyes narrowed.

"I am merely stating the facts, which you are clear on in your heart," Chu Qianli retorted.

Hua Rong’s face grew even uglier.

This was also one of the things she had to consider; if she truly harmed this wretched girl, Xuanxuan would be angry again.

Not having seen each other for over a decade, the relationship between her and her son was still unstable.

As a mother, naturally, she wished she could please her son.

But, the premise was that the son must not defy her.

Hua Rong’s gaze still lingered on Chu Qianli’s hand.

"I heard you are a Divine Doctor; are these hands priceless?"

She took a step forward, causing Chu Qianli to retreat another two steps.

"I give you a chance; agree to me, do not remove the gu for Feng Qihe, and I will trust you this once. Otherwise, I will cripple your hands right now!"