Nalan Yan slashed with her sharp sword.
Suddenly, a bright, red line appeared on Qin Li's neck. His fresh blood gushed as he fell to the ground.
"Hehe..." Qin Li ignored the wound on his neck as he laughed wildly. "Am I wrong? Qin Chen is inherently an ungrateful kid, and people like him will not have a good ending. Hahaha!
"You're doomed. Even if you escape today, you'll be cursed for things you've done for the rest of your lives!" Qin Li smirked as his crimson eyes stared at the people in front of him.
Nalan Yan sneered. "The Qin family had barged into my husband's manor, took away my son, made him suffer for years of pain, and then slandered him as a cruel ungrateful child. I think the real ungrateful child is someone else."
She turned to Qin Fei'er and stared at her with eyes filled with mockery.
Obviously, that person was Qin Fei'er.
