Next, would it be their turn?
They would rather die than endure this heart-wrenching pain!
"Pfft!"
With the last rib crushed to dust, Zang Qingxue finally spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fainted from the pain...
Ye Wuchen slowly withdrew his hand, his sinister Purple Eyes sweeping over the other women.
Seeing the look in his eyes, the women shuddered, their eyes filled with terror.
"In this world, she is the only one who catches my eye, and I am equally willing to warm her bed for a lifetime, solely for her—as for other women, they are just a bunch of genderless beings in my eyes. Therefore, I, Ye Wuchen, have never known how to cherish the fairer sex, because the only one in this world who could make me feel tender, has already received all my love," he declared.
Apart from her, who else in this world could he cherish?
Gentleness was reserved for the wife at home, so cruelty had to be reserved for strangers...
