Xiao Wuqing's body trembled violently, harboring a deep hatred for Long Yan. No amount of water in the world could wash away his hatred.
"Ten breaths are almost up."
Long Yan playfully stared at Xiao Wuqing, giving him a reminder.
"Long Yan, I will tear your body into a million pieces!"
Xiao Wuqing's resentful voice roared out from his throat, sounding like a vengeful woman from the deepest parts of the palace.
After speaking, Xiao Wuqing raised his hand and fiercely slapped his own face, his heart dripping with blood.
"Pa," "Pa," "Pa."
Three crisp slaps resounded, clearly heard by everyone present, making their ears sting.
After the three slaps, Xiao Wuqing's face began to swell with redness.
"Good, it's about time!"
At this point, the people of Zhenyang Sect cheered, feeling satisfied and relieved.
"Long Yan, you bastard! I'll never rest until you're torn into a million pieces!"
