Jiang Mulu felt both despair and regret. She also harbored deep resentment towards Lin Tang.
Look at this! The girl you, you bastard, refused to have anything to do with is about to be violated by this disgusting remnant of a fallen dynasty. Are you satisfied now? Are you happy?
Facing the helpless Jiang Mulu, Li Jianquan laughed lewdly. But a closer look at his eyes would reveal that his gaze remained clear and his body was tense, ever vigilant.
Just as his fingers were about to touch Jiang Mulu, a cold, harsh voice suddenly rang out, "Do you have any idea what death tastes like?"
WHOOSH!
Lin Tang's manifestation, wearing the face of Long Tianji, appeared in a flash, radiating a murderous aura.
"Who?" Li Jianquan shuddered and whirled around. "It's you, Long Tianji! You actually came!"
