"Not good!" Yuan Shisan realized something was wrong, but it was already too late.
"What I want is not the power you gave me. What I have always wanted is not so-called power..." Yao Yao's voice was bleak, a desperate smile on her face, her gaze fixed on Wang Zhan in the distance.
"Yao Yao..." Wang Zhan trembled, struggling to get up, but Wang Qi held him down firmly.
"Don't move. Now is not the time for you to play the hero," Wang Qi said coldly.
Yuan Shisan paid no heed and said urgently, "There's no time for your tantrums! Come with me!"
He reached out to grab Yao Yao's arm again, then his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at her.
"You severed your own meridians?! You despicable person, do you know how much effort I've poured into you?! Do you think your life is your own?!"
"Fine! You don't want to come with me, right? Then you might as well die!" Yuan Shisan's face was ferocious as he raised his hand to slap Yao Yao.
