Ten years ago, Yan Ao had set his sights on Su Yuexi, intending to train her as a Sword Servant.
Now, ten years later, his desire to possess Su Yuexi had not lessened but increased; the moment he saw her face, he wanted to conquer her.
Seeing Su Yuexi still unmoved, Yan Ao spoke again, "I will count to three, and if you haven't come over by then, I will start killing."
"Three, two, one..."
Thud...
Su Yuexi's sword dropped, and she finally took a step forward.
Behind her, the Su Zhenglong couple trembled all over, tears continuously falling.
Had ten years really changed nothing?
Why did his family have to suffer so much, why did they have to encounter such despicable scum?
As Su Yuexi stepped closer step by step, Yan Ao's expression grew increasingly ferocious, his craze for capturing the beauty skyrocketed, and it wasn't until Su Yuexi stood in front of him that he burst out laughing, "Come, sit in my lap."
"Brother Jing, why haven't you come back yet?"
