Chapter Six Hundred Sixty-Two
"Devil! Devil!"
Fang Yixiang wet himself in fear.
He really did, a stench of urine emanating from between his legs.
Although he was a refined young master from a noble family with broad knowledge, he had never seen such a bizarre and bloody scene.
The Rakshasa Lady's temperament of slaughtering people like mowing the grass truly terrified Fang Yixiang. He was afraid of death, more so than ordinary people, because his life was more precious. He was the heir of the Fang family, with wealth and beautiful women at his fingertips, a long life of luxury ahead of him. He certainly did not want to die.
Therefore, when he truly faced a life-and-death crisis, all his demeanor and culture vanished, leaving him more wretched than the average person.
One-Eared Liu, however, fared much better than Fang Yixiang.
Even though his heart was filled with fear and dread at the moment.
