Next, Believe in Me

Bai Zhan's furious roar, Ji Mo's reluctance, and Fang Ying's helplessness.

The three great Rakshasas had become mere pawns in someone else's game.

Young Master Wang wore a mocking smile on his face, relishing the scene.

The more his opponents struggled, the more he reveled in their suffering.

Finding joy in the pain of others was his greatest pleasure in life.

"Both of you, thought you were tough, didn't you? Now, Young Master offers you a chance. Just kneel and beg, and I might consider letting this beautiful maiden go. If you refuse, I'll strip her naked right before your eyes."

Young Master Wang licked his lips, approaching Bai Zhan and Ji Mo.

He loved playing this game, making tough and iron-willed men kneel before him, begging for mercy.

It was a sense of accomplishment he cherished.

"Wang, you son of a bitch!"

Bai Zhan roared, the scoundrel had crossed his limits.

"I'll count to three. If you don't kneel and kowtow, I'll strip her naked."