When rivals in love come face to face, their eyes blaze with jealousy.
Although this rival in love was a one-sided decision of the King of Hell, he was desperate to beat the rival out whenever he thought of that noble face he was incomparable with.
"Emperor of Tian Dao?" The King of Hell laughed evilly, the bloodthirsty look of him and his son were unexpectedly neck and neck.
Baili Jia Jue was not long-winded. As the black robe fluttered in the air, his body rushed as quickly as a shadow toward the King of Hell. He then reached out his hand to take him by the neck, "Where is she?"
"She? Who?" The King of Hell was unable to make head or tail of it, hence he was getting infuriated. "You'd better don't think because you gain the favor of my wife, I will not dare to hit your face. If it was not for the fact that I know you might use this as an excuse to seduce my wife, I would have taken action long ago!"
