The chains that bound Wen Ran were hot—so hot, in fact, that they burned his wrists almost immediately. Yet he didn't even show any fear. His eyes burned with resilience, and his heart pounded with hatred coursing through his veins.
This is unfair... I have never offended any of them, yet they're entertained by my demise... Hahaha... Fine, that's good—very good. I will learn the name of this sect, and when the time comes, I will make sure none of them escape me. Not even a single grasshopper shall be spared.
His crimson eyes scanned the faces gathered in the crowd. No matter whether it was a beautiful woman or a powerful man, he had made up his mind.
This place will burn under my wrath.
A thick killing intent escaped his body—one that didn't improve his already unfavorable image.
