At the beginning, Su Fan was ready to charge with unstoppable momentum, to conquer and break through to the very heart of Yang City.
His internal flame had already been fiercely kindled by Su Ya's repeated seductions, a wildfire spreading across the plains.
In his mind, since Su Ya already had a daughter, she certainly wouldn't differ from young girls or newlywed brides.
But he was wrong. When his "divine sword" entered the "sheath," he was met with an unprecedented, all-encompassing, multi-layered resistance.
To advance even further was as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
To withdraw and start again was equally impossible.
For a moment, he found himself in an excruciating dilemma, stuck on the tiger he couldn't dismount.
"Hiss—"
Su Ya also couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath of air.
At first, when she was bewildered by emotions, Su Fan was merely probing as if trying to grind an iron rod into a needle.
