Xia Moliang looked at the devilish Xiao Yao with astonishment in her eyes. Had all of their schemes against Xiao Yao failed? But why did they fail?
Xiao Yao continued coldly, "Liu Feiyan wanted to find people to gang-rape me and record the process, Zhang Yuying wanted to poison me to death, and you, Xia Moliang, are even more venomous at heart, not only conspiring for my gang-rape but also for more excruciating torture. However, whatever they did to me, I have repaid it back a hundredfold. Xia Moliang, do you think that just by crying and pleading, I would let you go? That just goes to show—"
At this point, Xiao Yao lowered his head and said to Xia Moliang word by word, with a cold tone, "You. Look. Down. On. Me. Too. Much!"
Then, raising his head again, he looked at the yellow crossbeam of the small cabin, which also seemed to shine in the faint light.
