Chapter 86

Tang Mengxue's facial features were distorted by anger, and her bloodshot eyes were staring at the woman in front of her.

The next second, she raised her right hand high and launched it at her sister.

But, before her arm could fall, she felt a sharp ache spread from her wrist. She snorted in pain, looked up at where it hurt and found that it was locked tight in an iron-like palm. Her slender hand was suspended in mid-air and she couldn't move it at all.

After several head-on confrontations with Tang Mengxue, Tang Mengyu was familiar with her tricks. She was already on guard against the attack when her sister raised her hand. Unexpectedly, the slap did not land.

Tang Mengxue's arm was held steady in the air, and the sturdy palm holding it obviously belonged to a man, with long pale fingers and clear-cut knuckles.

"But why does this hand look so familiar?"

Tang Mengyu looked up curiously, and a cold familiar face gradually came into sight.

His delicate face was incredibly charmin