rded.” Tang Yucheng’s icy voice was filled with bloodlust and ferocity.At this moment, he was a tyrant who could dominate all living beings.A great wrath, like that of a heavenly emperor, with the mig...Chapter 221: Was He Being Bulliedishing the meal, which tasted a bit bland like chewing wax, I put down my chopsticks and went back to my room.In the roomAn Xiaotu sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the sc...