That glare was as though he wanted to shred the man into thousands of pieces.
Discovering Long Yin's gaze, Hong Luan domineeringly glanced at him and smiled. "Long Yin, I already said that if you dared to touch me in the slightest, I would make your life worse than death when you ended up in my hands!"
Her words that day looped in his ears. What was laughable was that he previously disregarded these words. How many women could resist an expert of the Dragon Tribe like him? He did not expect to have spoiled the ship for a ha'penny worth of tar…
"Hong Luan, I don't care how you take revenge on me. Being able to die in your hands is my honor." Even now, Long Yin still pretended to be deeply in love and hoped that Hong Luan will spare him based on his deep affection.
