Jiang Luohan clearly felt the icy Killing Intent suddenly rising from the two women before her, and panic began to set in.
"No... don't!"
Jiang Luohan's scream abruptly rose in pitch, filled with terror and pleading.
Her earlier arrogance and viciousness had vanished without a trace, leaving only the instinctive fear of someone facing the threat of death.
She struggled to retreat, but Xiao Fenghua's iron-clamp grip held her wrist fast, leaving her unable to move.
At that moment, boundless regret gnawed at her heart like a venomous snake.
She regretted it.
She regretted it so much she could have kicked herself.
Why had she come here to humiliate herself?
Why had she come to the Heavenly Prison to see Zhang Yu at his lowest?
She had thought Zhang Yu would be just like before: even after being hurt, he would still remain attached to her, suffering and regretting everything because she had shown up.
But what had she seen instead?
Not only was Zhang Yu not as miserable as she'd expected, but two stunning women, both every bit her equal in looks and cultivation, were hidden away in his cell.
She regretted even more that she'd run her mouth just now. Why had she insulted those two women of unknown origins?
The moment she discovered that there were other women by Zhang Yu's side, she should have realized something was wrong and left immediately!
But jealousy had clouded her mind, and she'd been ruled by that twisted belief that "Zhang Yu will always belong to her." She'd spoken without thinking and thoroughly enraged them.
But Xiao Fenghua and Xiao Meier didn't care how much Jiang Luohan regretted it or how desperately she begged.
In their eyes, Jiang Luohan was now a threat that had to be eliminated immediately.
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