It was especially the case for the men. Intoxicated by alcohol, they were all leering at Vicky's stunning figure, lust and libido flaring all over their faces beneath the mask.

Nonetheless, Vicky suddenly snapped at Sif, "Since you're not interested in being reasonable, I'm not going to play along!"

With that, she vaulted agilely, leaping into the crowd to flee.

Though her cultivation was crippled due to poisoning before, Frank's pill had helped restore her strength as a martial artist.

And while her strength was nothing to brag about, she had the element of surprise.

It was why she made herself look weak ever since she arrived-knowing that she was never getting anything out of Sif, she prepared herself to escape at a moment's notice.

"What?!"

rose from the couch when

calm, even

bodyguards who had blended into the crowd caught

them handed Sif a

"A recorder?"

that it scares me now. You first made

holding the recorder, as her last move

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