C171 King Wu Qingtao!
"Ye Xiaoyun, you bastard!" Wu Fenglin clutched his groin, his pants already soaked with blood, a viscous layer of it coating his lower body. Wincing in agony, he fixed a venomous stare on Ye Xiaoyun, wishing he could flay him alive.
"Hmph, look who's talking, you scoundrel! Stealing another man's wife and scheming for the throne! You're the lowest of the low!" Ye Xiaoyun accused