"Tsk tsk, I knew it wasn't enough." Lei Duqian muttered to himself, sneering coldly, "That undying devotion you women talk about is just talk. I only killed this White Snake, and this is the extent of your reaction?"
In my vision, everything I saw was crimson.
Lei Duqian's twisted and perverse appearance was drenched in blood.
Watching his every move, it seemed as if it was playing in slow motion.
Not only did Lei Duqian's words and actions slow down, but Little Dumpling's struggling movements in my arms were also slow.
Little Dumpling kept whimpering, like a frenzied little beast.
I only gently stroked his hair with my finger, futilely trying to comfort him.
The heart may die, but hatred lingers.
And it has rooted deep in the Soul Spirit, to the point of unending unrest.
In the depths of my heart, there was even a surge of a desire to destroy the world, taking Yu Longting to the grave as well...
My entire being was uncontrollably filled with so much ferocity!
