"Miss Chu, what do you expect me to regret?"
Pan Yuanying's smile grew more and more ferocious, "You'd best behave yourself. In others' eyes, you're a lofty goddess, but in mine, the only difference between you and other women is that you're a bit prettier!"
"I'm taking you now, come here!"
Pan Yuanying forcefully grabbed Chu Ran's wrist and, with a sudden effort, tried to pull her into his embrace.
"Ah..."
Chu Ran let out a pained cry, seemingly about to fall into the man's arms, yet entirely powerless to struggle.
"Bastard!"
Zhou Yuan, who had just arrived at the window following the exterior wall of the building from the rooftop, saw the scene before him and was immediately engulfed in rage.
He then channeled Spiritual Energy into his palms and released all the silver needles on his body.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh..."
The silver needles, imbued with Spiritual Energy, pierced through the air with a deadly cold gleam.