Su Feng still refused to step aside, while Su Moli laughed triumphantly, as if mocking her for overestimating herself. Qin Miaomiao made her move, abruptly grabbing his arm and, with an unbelievably bizarre angle, executed a shoulder throw!
It was as if she had rehearsed it countless times before, slamming him onto the ground!
Su Feng was completely stunned. No... no... impossible. Only Su Jin would know this. The angle and force of the throw were unmistakably hers!
How could this unfamiliar woman know how to do it?
With Su Feng out of the way, she walked up to Su Moli, her gaze cold and piercing as she stared her down, a strange and cruel smile curling at the edge of her lips.
"How does it feel to borrow someone else's identity?"
Su Moli's face instantly changed. She... what did she mean?
How could she know? Only three people in total knew about this!
"I don't understand what you're saying."
