"No, it's impossible, you're lying to me, I don't believe it..." Tong Ran changed to grabbing his collar with both hands. He was too tall, and she couldn't stand steadily on her tiptoes. As her body tilted to the side, Mo Nanjue reached out to steady her. Tong Ran looked up, and the man's handsome face was already leaning close, "Don't believe it, do you?"
Tong Ran widened her eyes, roaring like a little beast, "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Mo Nanjue's gaze swept over the deep red punctures on the back of her neck. He reached out and held her shoulders, his blood-stained eyes were chilling. He gritted his teeth, spitting out, "I've always said, everyone with the surname Luo is doomed to die. One day, I'll kill them all together. Luo Tingsong is the first, and he won't be the last."
