Suddenly!
Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with cruel and venomous hues as he raised his arms and clutched the necks of the Japanese prince and princess, lifting them into mid-air.
Crack—crack—crack!
With a fierce and brutal face, Ye Xuan's fingers tightened, causing the two to struggle painfully in his grip. Their purplish faces swelled with colors of despair and loathing, a ghastly and frightening sight.
"Do you hate? Do you resent? Are you unwilling?" Ye Xuan asked with viciousness, his smile growing ever more intense.
"Actually, you didn't have to die, as long as Miyamoto Mutten was willing to come and save you, you could have all been reunited as a family."
"Tsks tsks tsks."
Looking at their hateful and wrathful eyes, Ye Xuan slowly shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, such a pity, that Miyamoto Mutten would abandon his own flesh and blood – I can only fulfill his wish."
Snap!
