Although Yan Luoyang had no feelings for Lee Encai, he kept her around purely for her usefulness.
Yet, as a man, how could he endure this?! To see his future wife plead for another man, even threatening suicide… to see her exchange tender, flirtatious glances with him…
"LEE! EN! CAI!" Yan Luoyang's voice was utterly frigid, radiating a murderous aura. "You've finally succeeded in provoking me! Do you think I'd yield to your threats? Even if you die right now, I can turn you into a Corpse Slave! You will never escape my grasp in this lifetime!"
He pointed a finger at Lin Tang and roared, "Originally, I was only going to turn him into a Corpse Slave. Now, I've changed my mind! I will capture them, take them into the city, and in front of countless people, I will strip his wife naked and torture her to death!"
"No! Don't!" Lee Encai's tears streamed down her face as she trembled violently, terrified and blaming herself for her clever plan backfiring.
