Black Panther was seething with anger.
"Why is it always like this? You're like a block of wood every single time, taking a beating without protest, not uttering a single word. Do you really have no temper at all, huh?"
"No wonder your ugly face is covered with such a huge scar. I heard from the steward that your fiancée is a real piece of work too; she doesn't treat you and your brothers well at home? Ha, I think it serves you right. Someone as dull as you, with a big frame and a naturally deformed body, on top of being a disfigured freak – you could scare someone to death walking at night. And you're not sweet-talking either. I really feel sorry for your fiancée; how did she end up with such a wooden creature like you?"
Liang Haoming's body stiffened. Afterward, without lifting his eyelids, he said with a slightly hoarse and low voice, "You said it."
"What?"
"Let me lose."
"What did you say?"
