At that moment, Goliry felt both anger and frustration.
She had always been such a cautious cultivator; why had she let her guard down so easily?
Andres was truly a cunning man.
When Andres saw how enraged Goliry was, he sneered. He smirked at her curvy figure and said, "It's unfair of you to say that. If it were not for what you did to me earlier by abandoning me, I would not have done that to you.
"But of course, I'm not a man who cares about little things like that. As long as you serve me well, I promise to be responsible for you.
"Even though you're the Saint of the Red Shirt Crusade with a high and holy position, I'm also the chief disciple of the Belladonna Palace. So, it's not like you're too good for me, right?"
After finishing his last sentence, Andres grabbed Goliry by the wrist.
Swoosh!
Goliry's face was filled with utter hatred and disgust as she growled, "You better f*ck off!"
She said this as she began summoning her internal energy to expel the drug from her body.
However, because the psychedelics had already spread throughout her system, she could not expel them instantly.
Goliry was powerless at that point; she could not even defend herself, let alone kill Andres.
Andres did not intend to stop at all upon hearing Goliry's protest. He even became more excited as she sneered sinisterly, "My beautiful lady, I had put a lot of effort into drugging you. What makes you think I will just leave?"
Andres grabbed her wrist again, and Goliry tried to dodge but could not because she had no more energy.
Andres became progressively shameless after succeeding in grabbing Goliry's wrist. "You're so beautiful."
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