As the whip was about to strike his throat, Xu Qianli reacted rapidly, dodging with a speed impossible for ordinary people, tilting his head to the side.
The whip flew past the afterimage left by Xu Qianli, striking the sofa behind him and breaking it with a "puh" sound. It not only pierced through the soft calf leather but also splintered the wood inside, sending wood chips flying everywhere, while the sponge and feathers danced in the air.
Zhan Zhixing still thought the woman in the leather jacket was just playing around with Xu Qianli. He hadn't expected her to be so fierce, to burst the sofa with a single whip!
It was fortunate that it hit the sofa. If it had struck a person... Zhan Zhixing didn't even want to think about it.
Dodging the whip, Xu Qianli kicked the coffee table in front of him, sending it flying towards the woman in the leather jacket.
The woman shook her hand, retracting her whip and catching the coffee table, throwing it aside.
