Huang Xiaolong gave a meaningful look, and his wives, along with the three little demons, all stepped back with smiles.
They, of course, didn't worry about Huang Xiaolong at all. To them, the two self-important fools before them, appropriately described by Huang Xiaolong as "ants," were insignificant. Whether Huang Xiaolong decided to kill them instantly or slowly torture them to death depended on his mood at the moment.
"Big Senior Brother, you have no idea about my husband's methods—ah, it was you who went back on your word, despicable and shameless... Anyway, I can't persuade my husband once he gets angry. You'd better pray for your luck," Huo Bingyan said, shaking her head slightly.
