"Who am I? You should know very well. If I'm not mistaken, you've been following me for quite some time."
"You should have seen everything I've done."
As Li Qingming spoke, he looked toward Gu Yuena. Facing his faintly appraising gaze—
Gu Yuena looked back at him. Her eyes remained cold, though there was a trace of gloom in their depths.
Yet she did not refute his words.
Having followed Li Qingming for so long, Gu Yuena had almost completely seen what kind of person he was.
Li Qingming was not exactly a man of deep loyalty and sentiment, but he did distinguish clearly between gratitude and grudges. He repaid kindness with kindness and vengeance with vengeance.
Moreover, he never delayed revenge. As long as he had the ability to retaliate, he would do so.
But he had never betrayed anyone who had helped him, nor would he do something as ungrateful as repaying kindness with enmity.
However, all of that was directed toward humans—his own race—not toward the so-called Soul Beast Race.
At that thought, Gu Yuena's expression dimmed somewhat.
Seeing that Gu Yuena still seemed not to understand, Li Qingming studied her.
His gaze traveled over the woman's stunning, curvaceous figure and her face beautiful enough to topple kingdoms.
To say he felt nothing would be a lie. After all, even Wang Dong'er could not compare to Gu Yuena in terms of beauty.
She was truly the pinnacle of beauty, flawless in nearly every way, and the most beautiful woman in the entire history of Douluo.
Unlike Wang Dong'er's spoiled and willful nature, Gu Yuena possessed an air of pride.
It was a cold, haughty kind of pride, yet it was precisely that quality that most easily stirred a man's desire to conquer.
Faced with Li Qingming's scrutinizing