Da Xinhe let out a gut-wrenching howl as his heart was filled with unbearable pain. The bond between brothers was deep, and witnessing his own brother being slaughtered was an indescribable agony.
His teeth were clenched tightly, but he dared not slow his pace even slightly. He had to fight desperately for his life, otherwise, he would end up just like Little Xinhe, dissolving into a mist of blood.
"Doctor Pang's woman is in our hands, and I swear I will torture her to the point where she can neither live nor die!" Da Xinhe vowed in secret, his eyes turning blood-red and his lips a deep crimson, making him resemble a bloodsucking bat.
Just then, Pang Feng's proud voice came from the distant void, "My woman, who dares touch her?"
Da Xinhe's body stiffened involuntarily as Pang Feng's words almost shattered his resolve.
That sentence of just seven words showcased his boundless dominance.
