Suddenly, Lord Wu Qing, who was originally like a volcano that was about to erupt, strangely restrained all his anger and madness.
The corners of his mouth turned up in a wicked smile, Then, he muttered a little nervously. "Soon! Soon!"
"I'll personally do what you can't do!"
Fu Anzhi stared at the moody Lord Wu Qing, who seemed to have a dual personality. He gritted his teeth but did not say a word.
He knew that the more pain he appeared to be in, the more pleased Lord Wu Qing would be with himself.
The only thing that could comfort Fu Anzhi a little was probably that his wife had never wanted to hurt him or this world.
Lord Wu Qing seemed to have completely returned to normal and was no longer focused on Fu Anzhi.
From time to time, his eyes would scan the clock on the wall. The curves of his mouth widened, and his smile became eviler.