"Senior Yang Wudi, I have already lost Xiao Wu once; this time, I absolutely cannot watch her be taken away." Tang San’s face was as dark as stagnant water. He stared at Xiao Wu, who hung suspended in mid-air, unconscious. At this moment, Tang San felt a crushing hatred for his own powerlessness.
"Hmph! When you first persuaded me to join forces with you, you spoke grandiosely about building the number one sect on the continent. Now, you’re willing to throw it all away for the sake of a woman," Yang Wudi said, his voice dripping with frustration.
When Tang San had first recruited him, he had been filled with lofty ambition. Looking at him now, he was a man who had lost his reason for a woman, a man willing to face an invincible opponent for a woman. Yang Wudi was convinced that Tang San lacked true foresight and would sooner or later die in a woman’s arms.
Chapter 100