Zhao Yiling looked at Wang Hao's burning gaze, her pretty face unconsciously blushed.
Although she knew Wang Hao was spouting nonsense, she just couldn't resist this rogue's words or the melting look in his eyes.
"Then tell me, if one day I was killed by someone, would you grieve for me, would you avenge me!?" Zhao Yiling looked seriously at Wang Hao.
Wang Hao looked deeply into Zhao Yiling's eyes and shook his head, "I wouldn't grieve for anyone, but for you, I would become a demon and destroy the entire universe just to accompany you in death."
All the men present shuddered violently, even though Wang Hao's words were light, they packed a soul-shaking impact, clearly conveying that this wasn't a joke but rather a domineering vow.
Zhao Yiling looked at this domineering young man with infatuation, her heart pounding wildly and incessantly; in this moment she realized she was intoxicated, forever lost in this man's world.
