At this moment, Princess Wen Qian pushed open the room door and entered.
She was dressed in an exceedingly charming red garment, holding a black whip in her hand, lips curled up in a smug, sinister smile as she walked towards him, step by step.
When she reached the bedside, Princess Wen Qian stood high above him and looked down.
"Sikou Yu, do you regret it now? Because of your refusal, all sixty-five members of the Sikou family have perished. Aside from you, everyone in the Sikou family is dead, all dead, hahaha, hahaha…"
A blinding rage turned Sikou Yu's eyes a blood-red. "You vicious woman, you will get your retribution, you will be struck by divine thunder!"
Rather than being frightened by his curse, Wen Qian laughed even more maniacally.
After her laughter ceased, she exhaled lightly towards Sikou Yu, asking, "Sikou Yu, you hate me a lot now, don't you? You want to flay my skin, drain my blood, and devour my flesh, right?"
Sikou Yu was too livid to speak...
