The Fallen Angel placed Zhao Fu's body spread-eagled, and because Zhao Fu was not wearing anything, she discourteously looked at his lower body and lightly laughed as she said, "You most likely have many women, right? You're quite powerful down there!"
Zhao Fu's expression was cold and he did not respond to the Fallen Angel. The Fallen Angel did not mind and took out a dagger as she smiled and stretched it towards Zhao Fu's lower body.
"This God will now castrate you, how do you feel?" The Fallen Angel gave an evil smile as she slid the dagger against Zhao Fu's skin, the sharp blade threatening to split it open.
Zhao Fu's expression became quite grim; no man could accept being castrated. He said with a trace of anger, "Kill me if you wish; there's no need to play around like this."
Seeing Zhao Fu's reaction, the Fallen Angel smiled in satisfaction and flicked with her dagger, causing blood to fly out, and a look of pain appeared on Zhao Fu's face.