"What exactly do you want?" Chu Qianli glared at the man before her, demanding.
He wasn't pressing down on her as he had before.
Instead, he simply held her against the table with one palm, his tall frame standing beside it.
Yet, even like this, he exuded an oppressive aura, as if he were a ruler of the world.
Under his gaze, so cold it could shatter bone, Chu Qianli felt an inexplicable unease.
Though her face was nothing but pale,
her fingertips still clenched subtly.
"Don't you believe this King is here to avenge Princess Feiyan?" Feng Yexuan asked, his voice utterly devoid of inflection.
"Being alone with another woman in a room is your so-called revenge?"
Chu Qianli sneered, "Heh, King Xuan's methods of revenge are truly unique. There are countless young ladies in this world who would gladly have Your Highness take revenge in such a manner."
"Including you?"
Chu Qianli fell silent. His single sentence had rendered her speechless.
Of course, not including her!
But to say so would be to contradict herself.
"Since Your Highness is here for revenge, then act. Why all these unnecessary words?"
"Do you truly think this King wouldn't lay a hand on you?" Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, suddenly lowering his head to stare at her face.
As the distance closed, the bone-chilling cold became even more pronounced.
Chu Qianli was momentarily surprised.
He had always been aloof, but no matter how cold he was before, there was at least a trace of warmth.
The current Feng Yexuan, however, possessed not a single shred of warmth.
He was like someone from hell! Utterly cold, terrifying!
"Feng Yexuan, what do you want?"
"The weapon Long Xinghe used to injure my mother, was it designed by you?"
Although he had been unconscious during that period, it didn't mean he knew nothing upon waking.
Chu Qianli hadn't personally seen the weapon Long Xinghe used, but she had left him with a super thunderclap bomb.
If it could injure Hua Rong, then besides the thunderclap bomb, there was nothing else.
Her mind raced, but her expression remained impassive, "Shouldn't you be asking Long Xinghe about this matter? I was confined in Yuhua Palace the entire time; I wouldn't know..."
"Do not use the same methods you use to deceive others to deceive me, or I will show you how ruthless I can be!"
His voice was like a knife, piercing Chu Qianli's heart.
She knew he wasn't joking.
The Feng Yexuan of today was no longer the Feng Yexuan of the past.
He had completely changed.
"You don't think this King would still have any pity for you, do you? After you colluded with another man to harm this King?"
Feng Yexuan's smile was filled with sarcasm.
"Bring out the weapon, or I will immediately let you experience how much pity I still have for you."
"I don't have it!" It wasn't that she didn't believe him, but her heart ached.
She also wanted to personally witness how ruthless he could be.
Perhaps then, she could truly give up.
"Heh, truly, you never learn."
Feng Yexuan raised his large hand, his long fingers landing on her collar, and with a sudden rip, tore it open.
Her fair skin was instantly exposed, from her shoulder to her chest, even her inner garments clearly visible.
Chu Qianli, however, showed no panic, her lips curling into a mocking smile, "King Xuan's methods, after so long, why haven't they progressed at all?"
"Is that so?"
Feng Yexuan's smile, however, was like that of a demon, instilling fear.
His long fingers hooked onto her clothing again, and this time, with a ripping sound, half her body was revealed without reservation.
"You have yet to witness my true methods, I fear."
He suddenly pulled her up, gripping her limp wrists, and strode towards the door...