The scar-faced man hadn't expected Chelsea to wield a knife. As he stared at the bloody gash across his chest, pain shot through him, contorting his face in agony.

He spat on the ground. "Damn woman, I'll crush you!"

His bravado didn't last long. In the next moment, Chelsea seized his wrist. With a swift motion, she applied a small joint lock, twisting his arm back and causing excruciating pain. The scar-faced man let out a cry of agony and was immediately forced to his knees by a powerful kick from Chelsea!

With a cold expression, Chelsea demanded in a low voice, "Tell me, who sent you?"

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