Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The man did not kill Nangong Zifeng but instead tortured the pale-faced woman over and over, seemingly trying to vent his inner rage through her.
This woman had dared to make a move against Muer!
Regret, self-blame, sorrow, and despair surged within the man's heart. It was his carelessness, not noticing Muer's departure, that had placed Muer in danger.
All of this was his fault!
"Nangong Zifeng, you deserve to die! You can be torn to pieces, but still, you wouldn't compare to a single hair of Muer's head. Do you think that by doing this, you will be eternally remembered and resented by me? You're too foolish, that will only ensure I never find peace!"
Pain...
Nangong Zifeng felt agonizing pain all over her body, as if her bones were falling apart.
Yet the pain in her body did not compare to the anguish in her heart. This man had indeed hurt her deeply. Yet even so, she could not stop loving him.
"Hiss!"