Chapter 71 The Villain In The Middle
- A sudden gust of wind swept in through the remaining open window, caressing her neck and cheeks.
- At last, the wind returned as moonlight, white as fresh snow, chased away the shadows that plagued the barn.
- “Are we going to spend the night here punching and fighting?” Sasha Forster clicked her tongue, letting her shoulders radiate confidence. “It’s going to be a wary long night, then.”