Mr. Everything

Elaina: Males who take advantage of someone's vulnerability are too dangerous.

Su Lin: Gloom ahead, mountain passes behind. There's no escaping it. Fate's a cruel thing, Brother Yan.

Ye Fan: So you're all about devotion? Come on. A gentleman owns up to what he's done.

Lu Mingfei: It'd be hard to restrain yourself, right? Perfectly normal. None of us ever believed you could.

Purple-Gold Divine Dragon: For this kind of twist of fate, my good brother Chen Nan has a story to tell. Heh heh heh~~

Tony Stark: I just asked around, buddy. Wasn't it just one night of intimacy? You'll get used to it after a few more times. Plenty of romances start that way.

On a street in a city of the lawless Black-Corner Region, Xiao Yan wandered in a daze. Every one of those cutting remarks had struck like a sharpened knife.

He truly had no memory of it and no idea what had happened, yet not a single person believed he was innocent.

"Xiao Yan, do you remember me?"

A middle-aged man wore murder in his eyes. Blood Dou Qi surged from his body, turning the space around him into a sea of blood for dozens of feet.

"Who are you, mister?" Xiao Yan was holding a box and had been about to buy some materials nearby. "Do we know each other?"

"Good. You're just as arrogant as you were two years ago." Fan Lao gave a signal with his eyes, and three Dou Wang experts and dozens of Dou Ling surrounded Xiao Yan.

"It doesn't matter if you've forgotten killing my son. You're going down there to kowtow and apologize to him anyway."

The pressure of one Dou Emperor and three Dou Wang experts blanketed the street like thick walls. Onlookers appeared atop the surrounding