"Gouge out my eyes? Cripple my manhood? You really are vicious!"
Ye Tianling gazed quietly at Lin Yuchan, his eyes growing even colder.
"Everyone must pay the price for their actions! You're just like your father, Ye Fengyang, and no different from that despicable and vicious Long Fengyang! To think I once considered him a friend!
The son pays for the father's debts. Now that you've fallen into my hands, it must be fate!"
Lin Yuchan seemed to recall some past events, and a strange look flickered across her beautiful face.
Then, that strange look was replaced by a cold fury.
Ye Yueling, meanwhile, remained silent, her gaze frigid.
It was a coldness utterly devoid of emotion.
That look extinguished the last glimmer of hope Ye Tianling had held for her.
