The King of the Underworld never thought he would lose, nor did he expect to lose to a wet-behind-the-ears youngster.
In this moment, murderous intent surged in his eyes.
He had long considered Zhao Xiaowen to be his woman, yet now this woman had actually thrown herself into another's arms.
The King of the Underworld's hatred gnawed at him, especially as he saw the two embracing, their sweet happiness only provoking him further, igniting the flame of anger within his heart.
In The Peaceful Realms, he was akin to a god; no one dared defy him, and no one dared disobey him.
But now, this bastard in front of him had delivered a heavy slap to his face in front of everyone.
Within the Underworld Palace, many watched the King of the Underworld's bloody gaze and their expressions subtly changed.
They knew he was enraged, and they were certain that this pair was doomed.
