If this goes on, I'm afraid she...
Chen Yuan gazed at Ling Yinrong with her eyes firmly shut, and a sinking feeling grew in his heart, with murderous intent rising again in his eyes.
Those barbarians, they all deserve to die!
This time, his face turned even uglier.
In a trance, a voice both foreign and familiar bubbled up in his mind.
It made him feel as if he had returned to the boundless darkness of old.
This was a void, a black space devoid of sound, without any light, cold and damp.
Here, only he himself existed.
Loneliness, silence, despair, darkness...
It was as if all the negativity in the world was constantly eroding his will.
Subsequently, a small figure appeared in the darkness, a young Xiao Chenyuan.
The figure smiled at Chen Yuan and asked, "Everyone deserves to die, right?"
Chen Yuan looked at him and roared, "No!"
Xiao Chenyuan's mouth cracked into a smile as he continued, "Grandpa pushed you into the abyss and harmed you, does he deserve to die?"
