Bai Lung's eyes gleam with a mixture of satisfaction and cruelty as he gazes at Qing Li's desperate expression. "Ah, no, I'm not going to kill you... yet. You see, I have a special appreciation for beautiful women like you. And I have a feeling that you, in particular, will make a wonderful addition to my... collection,"
He pauses, his gaze lingering on Qing Li's bruised and battered body.
"You're a lucky girl, Qing Li. Most people wouldn't last as long as you have, given the circumstances. But don't get too comfortable, You're still a prisoner, and you'll do as I say, or else, I will simply end your misery,"
Qing Li's eyes flash with a mixture of fear and defiance as she struggles to free herself from Bai Lung's grasp.
"You're a demon, " She spits at him, her voice trembling with rage and desperation.
"You'll pay for what you've done to me if you don't kill me now,"
Pfft~
