Yang Ningchang slowly turned her head toward Zhu Ding. "I swear upon my life. I'll use everything I have to make you pay the price."
Rumble—
It was as though heaven had acknowledged Yang Ningchang's swearing oath. A bolt of thunder suddenly descended, accompanied by a fierce thunder roar.
Zhu Ding's face was unsightly beyond words at the moment. His body was trembling as he was so furious. He stared at Yang Ningchang gloomily for a while and said. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Yang Ningchang responded calmly. "I always stand by my words."
Hearing this, Zhu Ding's breath became heavy. His expression suddenly turned savaged as he laughed wildly. "Hahaha. Good! Very good! I'll wait for that day."
Zhu Ding didn't say anything further and walked out of the scene. The Dragon Soul team members glanced at each other and hurriedly followed Zhu Ding behind.
