At these words, Mu Dongyuan finally let out a breath of relief and hurriedly said, "Remember this well—don't lose heart! Take this humiliation as fuel and cultivate with resolve. You'll still have a chance to defeat her again!"
An Tianyi's gaze dimmed. Shaking his head, he said, "There's no chance. If she hadn't held back, I'd already be dead..."
An Tianyi could not forget the two words Zi Zhen had said indifferently as she crushed him—Clown!
And now, he really had become a clown with no hope of turning things around, trampled once each by that husband and wife. His mentality had completely exploded; it felt worse than death.
"That only proves she still fears the influence of our An Clan—"
Before Mu Dongyuan could finish that sentence, An Tianyi suddenly shoved her away like a madman. Then, like a stray dog that had lost its home, he covered his head and fled outside in panic!
The moment he fell into such a state, Mu Dongyuan's mentality exploded as well. She completely collapsed. The perfect son she had painstakingly raised for a thousand years, born beneath endless halos of glory, had now been beaten into a rat scurrying through the streets, a laughingstock to all, fleeing the public eye in utter disgrace.
Was he weak?
Not really. His level was still there.
But that only proved even more clearly what a monster Li Tianming was.
"Tianyi!"
Mu Dongyuan and An Xuetian could not stay any longer either. Mu Dongyuan cast an incomparably icy glance toward Li Tianming and Wei Wenlan, only to see that the two of them were perfectly in sync, both smiling at her!
She exploded even harder!
Just you wait!
Mu Dongyuan sneered viciously in her heart, blood boiling through her chest as she chased after her