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Xu Shaoming turned back with a dark expression and glared at Fu Hanwen, then swept his sleeves and walked out.
Xu Shaoming had initially thought that Fu Hanwen was just trying to scare him, but it wasn't until he saw the bloody scene in the dungeon that he realized how despicable Fu Hanwen truly was.
If Fu Hanwen had seriously stopped him, he wouldn't have had to crawl back to the surface, vomiting all the way and looking so pathetic.
Seeing Xu Shaoming pale and gasping for breath by the door, Fu Hanwen's lips curled into a mischievous smile: "Did Lord Xu really get scared to the point of pissing his pants?"
Xu Shaoming took a moment to compose himself before cursing through gritted teeth: "Fu Hanwen, you cold-blooded and heartless bastard!"
Like father, like son. Despite his young age, Xiangxiang had inherited Fu Hanwen's cruelty completely.
