Wang Shiran commanded his dark-type contracted beast with intention to torture and kill Hei Anjing whom he hated the most right now. He didn't even notice the changes in the God of Destruction's smile which shifted from playfulness to an angelic one. Even though he didn't notice, it didn't mean that the other didn't as well.
Lord Hunluan frowned a bit and turned his head to look at the doctors and healers. He said, "Prepare to keep one alive. This time he is definitely angry."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
