Looking at the man half-kneeling on the ground, his once proud spine seemed broken; all that remained was a body full of pain, with no trace of his former charisma.
Xia Weibao was indifferent.
Toward this man, she had no sympathy, only hatred.
If her body was not unfit for action now, she wouldn't just verbally retaliate; she would kill him directly!
An enmity as deep as the sea cannot be reconciled!
The pain Long Xuanye felt was far from sufficient to repay the vengeance of her clan's annihilation years ago!
She would definitely take his life, but not now.
She must safely give birth to her child, this child of hers and Lu Hualiang!
With a cold glance at the man writhing in pain, Xia Weibao bypassed him and walked toward the door.
Long Xuanye stared intently at her back, as if her departure meant he would lose her forever.
No!
He couldn't lose her!
Even if it meant hatred, even mutual torment, he wanted to keep her by his side!
