As soon as Wu Yange reached him, the psycho slapped Wu Yange's face with the back of his hand, sending the prince flying landing besides Rong Zian. For the first time ever, the prince bled through his nose groaning in pain with bloodshot eyes and purple veins bulging all over his face and neck.
Ridden in agonising pain, Wu Yange, clutching his abdomen, crawled over to his sweetheart reaching out to touch Rong Zian's face. Wu Wuqing walked over all nonchalant with a disappointed look on his face. He crouched between them slapping the hand Wu Yange was stretching over to Rong Zian. "You are a disgrace to the name Wu and its better if you die. Take one last look at him because you would never see him again."
