Sky Moore walked over and grabbed her wrist, his eyes carrying a hint of blame: "Don't be like this, Lily, it's enough already."
Lily Smith hadn't snapped out of her anger yet, and seeing her wrist being held, she coldly threw off Sky Moore's hand: "Let go!"
"Lily." Sky Moore sighed helplessly, "Enough is enough. If we wait any longer, the police will be here. If you hurt them, then we become the unjust ones."
Sky Moore was very strong, and despite several attempts, Lily Smith couldn't shake his hand off.
"You!"
Lily Smith lifted her head somewhat annoyed, and upon seeing the man's face turning paler, she calmed down and hurried over to check his injury: "How exactly is your arm?"
"I'm fine."
"Nonsense! It's still bleeding!" Lily Smith, compelled to stay calm now, glared fiercely at the teenager she had knocked to the ground and then lifted her whip and fiercely struck the cement ground beside the teenager.
With a "snap," dust flew everywhere.
