Luo Qianjun stood motionless, allowing Shen Wanqiu to beat and scold him.
As Shen Wanqiu beat him, she eventually knelt on the ground and began to cry. Her cries of despair and helplessness tore at Luo Qianjun's heart.
"Wanqiu, we haven't lost yet. Now is not the time for despair," Luo Qianjun said in a deep voice.
"Ah?" Shen Wanqiu's sobbing abruptly stopped, and she looked up at Luo Qianjun with tear-filled eyes.
Shen Songshan and Shen Qilin, half-dead as they were, also looked sharply toward Luo Qianjun, a flicker of hope igniting in their ashen eyes.
The Luo Family and Luo Qianjun are already in this state. What trump card could they possibly have left? The Li Family of Shui Yun City? Qin Qing wondered, puzzled.
"You're not thinking of using the Night Banquet Bounty Hunters to negotiate terms with me, are you?" Ye Xiu asked.
