After Li Duor had left for a while, Wu Tiejun still hadn't snapped out of his daze.
At this moment, the only thought in his mind was: women could actually be such terrifying beings.
Li Duor, usually so quiet and reserved, never saying much, who would have thought she'd secretly pull off such a big move.
"Shit pit! You're screwed!"
Wu Tiejun began to take pleasure in another's misfortune.
Offending me is one thing, but you also offended my woman.
It seems like you're going to be managed by my wife clearly for the rest of your life!
Wu Tiejun reveled in schadenfreude for a while, then his thoughts turned back to Meng Fang, but he couldn't help sighing.
"Such a pity, such a pity."
...
Meanwhile, Feng Ying was leading a gang of juniors, still frantically chasing the Purple Emperor.
