"My Sword Heart Gang is filled with compassion. We were lenient enough to let them go, but who knew that they would turn their backs on us? I, Zhang Yuhong, am too kind-hearted." Zhang Yuhong's self-pitying rap came from behind with a face full of regret that was unusually kind and pure. The pretty boy's injuries were almost healed, and he had turned even fairer than before.
Lei Wanshan almost spat out. 'If you were kind, then there would be no evil people in the world. Everyone in the world had the right to say that they were kind, but you don't!'
Lei Wanshan had previously thought that he was shameless enough, but now he knew what shameless truly was.
