Collaborating with Han Fei had a certain chance of letting his daughter live a happy and joyful life, but if she refused, she would be tortured to death right now.
Yan Le's mother had gone to great lengths to resurrect Yan Le; she could not possibly let her daughter die in front of her again.
The blade in her mouth emitted a murderous intent and a bloody scent. Yan Le's eyeballs continuously rotated in their sockets as she realized she couldn't see through Han Fei at all. The man before her was fierce and mad, and it seemed that if she hesitated even slightly, he would immediately pierce Yan Le's neck with "acompaniment".
A whining sound came from her throat; Yan Le's mother and the imprisoned dead souls inside Yan Le reached a consensus, stopping their resistance.
But even if they no longer struggled, the butterfly pattern beneath Yan Le's skin was deepening gradually.
The patterns seemed to be interwoven blood vessels, like a pair of wings slowly bursting through the body.
