Long Fengyang's expression was sinister; he completely ignored Ye Yuemei's words.
His mind was completely consumed by wicked thoughts.
He strode forward, raising a hand and reaching for Ye Yuemei.
"Stop—"
Yun Zhiruo, having regained some clarity, roared furiously, but it was to no avail.
"Stop? Ye Yuemei, why don't you beg me? Kneel and beg, and maybe I'll consider sparing you just this once. Or maybe I won't. This is an opportunity for you; let's see if you're fortunate enough to seize it."
Ye Tianxi said with immense glee.
Yun Zhiruo was filled with immense regret. 'I should have been more on guard. I fell for Ye Tianxi's trick and dragged my junior sister Mei'Er down with me.'
"Beg you? My heart is pure. Even if I cannot achieve the Transformation Dao right now, no matter what misfortune befalls me, when I finally do achieve it, I will still be pure."
Ye Yuemei was already resolved to undergo the Transformation Dao.
