Bai Chenyao's tall figure became even more upright, yet he still didn't turn back. His voice, however, was more deep and coldly intense than before, instantly transforming his aura into sheer icy chill.
"Shen Tiancheng, you don't have the guts!"
Originally, Shen Tiancheng's expression was lazily unrestrained, extremely arrogant and brazen, but upon hearing Bai Chenyao's words, his body stiffened.
The flames flickering around him extinguished instantly as he let go.
The messy bedroom returned to darkness.
Shen Tiancheng stared at Bai Chenyao standing at the doorway holding Mu Tiantian. His sinister face seemed shrouded in a layer of frost, showing traces of venom, while his eyes burned with a ruthless fire.
His lips of moderate thickness curled slightly, speaking almost word by word.
"Bai Chenyao, what makes you so confident?"
"You should know, she's no longer pure. Even if I'm with her, what can you prove about her innocence?"
