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?!"

from the couch when

surprised by Vicky's move, she remained calm, even gloating, "Did you really think

into the crowd caught Vicky soon

Sif a voice recorder. "She was carrying

"A recorder?"

that you're so smart that it scares me now. You first made yourself look weak, begging for me to spare

holding the recorder, as her last move

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