Yun Qingyao thought she had Lin Fan under her thumb, who would have thought this scoundrel Lin Fan would really lift her up and could toss her away at any moment.
Over there, a group of wild Boar Kings were staring eagerly, all with hopeful little eyes, such a tender and delicate young girl, the Boar Kings were surely thrilled.
"See? Now I give you two choices, one is to go down and accompany the Boar Kings, the other is to say thank you to me." Lin Fan smiled and said.
Yun Qingyao was furious but helpless, who dared to argue with her life now in Lin Fan's hands; truly like a tiger falling to the plain being bullied by dogs. Thinking of me, Yun Qingyao, from childhood to now, when have I ever suffered such humiliation!
"Thank you!" Yun Qingyao said through gritted teeth, it was clearly the words "thank you", but it sounded more like "go to hell".
