Chapter Six Hundred and Eighty-One
Yunlin felt wave after wave of dizziness; before her eyes, these ferocious and greedy faces circled incessantly. She was filled with extreme rage and despair, feeling as though her dignity was trampled underfoot, rendered utterly worthless, sensing that the whole world was filled with malice and filth.
"You, you will not die a good death," Yunlin said, humiliated and angry.
The group of evil youths burst into uncontrollable laughter upon hearing this.
Zhou Xiaohai said menacingly, "You even dare to curse us, whether we die a miserable death is uncertain, but you're definitely finished. Believe it or not, I can make your whole family suffer right now."
"Don't, I'll take it off, just let me take it off…" Yunlin cried out in despair.
"Stop undressing, Yunlin, because you were right, they will definitely not die a good death!" Suddenly, a faint voice arose from the side of the hot spring pool.
