Wei Anning thought to herself, "Aren't you more terrifying than the Flood Beast?" She struggled hard but couldn't shake off his grip. Angrily glaring at him, she said, "Leng Yanbo, back off from me!"
Leng Yanbo's eyes were tinged with angry redness; during this time, he had been busy fighting for power against Leng Youchen, aiming to beat him down to hell like six years ago. But now, Leng Youchen had become so powerful that he could not shake his status at all.
The more it was like this, the more he felt hatred.
Back then, he should not have been soft-hearted. He should not have left this disaster for himself, allowing him to rise again from a small reserve left by his ancestors.
He came to see her just to catch a glimpse of her, even if he couldn't hold her in his arms again. As long as he saw her smile, he would have the motivation to continue his fight with Leng Youchen.
The thing he regretted the most in his life was sending her to Leng Youchen's side.
