"Evil Beamon!" the Fairy Dragon Luna trembled with rage. "I can now be certain that you must have used some despicable means to take possession of Daisy and Ruona!"
Indeed, the Fairy Dragon Luna had hit the mark. When Liu Zhenhan had devised his plan, he had indeed resorted to some trickery. He wished to be a gentleman, but in the end, he wasn't cut out for it.
The Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim was so angry that his face turned pale. He kept pointing at Liu Zhenhan, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Mourinho's gaze towards Liu Zhenhan began to show a sort of respect for a fellow hero. This pair indeed made a perfectly matched set of natural enemies. Although they had grievances, they had strikingly similar paths in certain aspects. It was just that Liu Zhenhan played the scoundrel to the hilt.
Liu Zhenhan's rogue logic was relentless: "Why can you marry and I not?!"
