"I love being tormented by women, so let's see if you have what it takes, you cur."
Wang Qili sneered dismissively. Honestly, he had dreamt of dying from being pleasured by women night after night—that was the death he had always pursued. If he had to die, he would die on a woman's belly.
Yet, no one capable of giving him such a death had appeared. And certainly not Old Man Long, who was merely lower Level Six Inner Strength trash—impossible.
Heh, such an old dog, perhaps he doesn't even have the strength to get on a woman anymore. Just wait, once I subdue Old Man Long, I'll make him try with a woman. If he can't get it up, I'll kill him, hahaha.
"Nine Heavens Dragon Roar."
Old Man Long looked coldly at Wang Qili. He was only temporarily Ye Xiaofei's woman; he wanted to be the latter's slave, but they wouldn't even have him. He was a servant, not a dog.
