Later on...
Bai Lung stood in the dimly lit room, his cold eyes fixed on Rou Guo's trembling form.
It been months since he met with this witch however fate has brought them together because Bai Lung wishes to get that powerful primordial sword.
However, he still doesnt like her as she had once been his fiancée, but her betrayal had cost her dearly.
The so-called storage and capable man... the young master of Mu clan was a weak motherfucker that died brutal.
Now she was his slave, and he would have his vengeance.
With slow, deliberate steps, Bai Lung approached Rou Guo, who cowered before him.
"So, my dear," he murmured, his deep voice laced with menace.
"You thought you could escape me, didn't you?" He reached out and grasped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "But you belong to me now..."
His tone was possessive.