"You're shameless! You bastard!" Shen Qingcheng's face was pale and she was trembling all over, her eyes filled with terror and fury. "I'd rather die than let you get away with this!" Her voice trembled, yet it was filled with utter resolve.
"Hahaha..." The white-bearded elder burst into laughter, a hint of smugness and mockery laced within it. "You're overthinking things. Once you've fallen into my hands, dying won't be so easy!" His gaze landed on Shen Qingcheng, flashing with greed and lustful light. "Just obediently become my cauldron. When I achieve the status of Martial King, I'll thank you. My little darling, here I come." With that, he stepped toward Shen Qingcheng stride by stride, each step feeling as though it were trampling upon her heart.
Shen Qingcheng bit her lower lip hard, a flash of despair crossing her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. She knew she could not escape his clutches.
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