"Did you think that young lady from just now was going to help you?"
Seeing Wen Rou walk off into the distance, Tang Rao finally walked back over to the barrier to see whether the Eldest Son of Yan Family was dead or alive.
The person in the barrier was being tortured by an unending spiritual pressure; very soon his breathing became weaker and weaker, his whole body convulsed from blood loss, and the whites of his eyes were showing more and more.
"Tang Rao, in my next life, even as a ghost, I won't let you off!"
Even if it took him several tries just to get one sentence out, it still didn't affect how clearly he expressed his hatred.
"Alright then, in this life I won't be waiting around for you to come seek revenge. In the next life you'd better come early—don't make me wait too long!"
