Li Yuan sucked in a breath from the pain, roaring, "You little whelp, I'm going to skin you alive!"
A bold claim, considering he was still tied up, yet he was already spewing threats at the Crown Prince's dog.
Don't you have to consider the master before you beat the dog?
This little pup might be chubby, but she was still just a baby, only a bit bigger than a grown man's fist. How much could it really hurt to be stepped on by her?
This Li Yuan must be trying to provoke the Crown Prince!
Only Shen Lang and Li Yuan knew that she had put every ounce of her strength into those kicks. A faint red light had flashed between her claws, and Li Yuan felt an immense force crushing his cheek, as if his very muscles were being distorted.
Ever had a brush with death?
He just did.
Fortunately, the little demon on his face was scooped up by the Crown Prince, who held her and said, "Being naughty again."
Li Yuan was furious but dared not speak.
