"Ye Luo, we... we should leave."
Li Wanqin said somewhat worriedly.
"Whoever dares to hurt my woman must pay the price."
Ye Luo said coldly as he walked up to Shen Yunlong.
At this moment, Shen Yunlong's body was stiff, unable to utter a word, but as he watched Ye Luo approach, cold sweat continuously seeped from his forehead, and his heart was filled with extreme fear, yet he was unable to move.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. But remember how you said you wanted me to taste what it's like to live rather than die? Today, I'll let you have a taste."
The corner of Ye Luo's mouth twisted into a devilish grin.
A second later, Ye Luo's hands moved rapidly, directly striking Shen Yunlong's body. Seconds after that, Ye Luo pulled out the silver needles from his body, and Shen Yunlong collapsed on the ground, letting out a blood-curdling scream of agony.
"Yunlong!"
