The sight of Ah Xiao was hard for anyone to look at. Her beautiful face was completely twisted and misshapen. Tears and blood flowed from her face as her nose dripped.
She had realized her mistake.
She was really afraid now.
He hadn't revealed much of himself ever since he entered, but there was an air of malice and darkness all around him. He stood tall protecting the two women as he stared at her coldly. It was as though he was looking at an ant beside his feet.
Even now, Lu Yeming really was handsome. There was a sort of unspeakable wildness to him as well. Everything and everyone bowed down before him.
Lu Yeming didn't take a second look at Ah Xiao. A few black-clad men dragged her away.
"Ah, my clothes!"
At this moment, Tang Mo'er left his embrace and ran forward. She bent down to pick up her clothes.
