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The tables have turned, the defensive is now offensive!
Enraged, Michelle Miller's mind was filled with Lin Hao's taunting words, so much so that even in the midst of attacking, she wanted to find some clothes to put on.
For the first time in her life, she felt doubt and shame about the mermaid tradition of not wearing any garments.
Especially when there was a human male, a male human provoking with his words beside her.
At that moment, Michelle Miller wished she could plunge her Trident into Lin Hao, creating three bloody holes, then just as easily chop off the parts through which humans perpetuate their lineage.
Anger leads to chaos, and chaos to vulnerability.
And the Jiangshan Yishou move was all about exploiting that vulnerability!
In an instant, the two clashed again.
"Die!"
Michelle Miller's eyes were bloodshot as her Trident, formed from sea mist, aimed straight for Lin Hao's chest.
Whatever Jiangshan Yishou move was, she didn't care in the slightest.
