"I guess I'm not that honored yet, he loves himself the most, as long as he wants something, he ruthlessly snatches and occupies it. If he wants to kill, even the innocents don't escape. He is evil incarnate, his hands stained with blood, madly arrogant and overbearing. He only forces himself on me, bullies me, disrespects me, imprisons my freedom, is this what love is?"
With a crisp slap reverberating sharply, Feiyu delivered his answer to her, and the entire hall fell silent, dead silent.
"What are you doing?" Ye Lu, furiously covering her face, glared at him with piercing eyes.
"Waking you up," Feiyu said, his chest heaving violently, unable to contain the anger in his heart, and slapped her.
He glared at her resentfully, his eyes bloodshot and red, growling through gritted teeth.
