The bodyguard holding the black whip walked up to Liu Bochang and handed it to him.
As he took the whip from his subordinate, Liu Bochang's aura changed entirely, malevolence, bloodthirst, and excitement surged together.
He stared at Zhen Lingling with a sinister gaze, a murderous intent hard to articulate in his eyes.
At this point, Zhen Lingling finally sensed that something was off.
She turned to look at Liu Bochang and immediately noticed the whip in his hand.
Recalling certain rumors, her pupils contracted sharply.
Noticing the unease on her face, Liu Bochang carried the whip and walked slowly towards Zhen Lingling.
His eyes fixed intently on Zhen Lingling, like a predator eyeing prey delivered to its mouth, an indescribable chill in his gaze, and an abnormal expression of excitement on his face.
"What do you want to do?"
Zhen Lingling involuntarily retreated, fear already showing on her face.
