"Why, are you so eager to see him? Aren't you afraid that he might die right in front of you?" Shentu Yun said sardonically.
As soon as Mu Xiangwan asked this question, something suddenly occurred to her. She quickly shifted her thoughts and asked, "Isn't capturing me just part of your strategy to deal with him?"
"As long as you're in my hands, I can deal with him whenever I want. What harm could an extra day of life do to him?"
"Ha, your underestimation of us allowed us to escape last time. Are you so sure this time?"
Hearing this, a fleeting murderous look flashed in Shentu Yun's eyes. He rudely pushed a plate of food onto her hands, got up, and declared, "If you behave and don't annoy me, I'll make your ordeal less painful. Otherwise, don't mistake my fondness for you as my inability to strike!"
