Lan Fan's voice, step by step, completely locked his consciousness: "As long as she lives, she will seduce more men! She will bring you more shame!"
"Prince Yexuan, kill her! Kill her now! Only if she dies can you truly be free for the rest of your life!"
"Quick! Kill her!"
Feng Yexuan's eyes gradually turned blood-red.
He turned back, looking at Chu Qianli, his gaze seemingly bleeding.
The light deep in his eyes had long faded into chaos.
Chu Qianli stepped back half a step.
With the Prince's inner strength, if he truly wanted to kill her, it would be as effortless as turning his hand.
"Your Highness..." She tried to bring him back to reason, but Feng Yexuan's eyes were completely devoid of light.
Feng Yexuan stepped toward her, one step at a time.
Chu Qianli stepped back two more steps.
Looking up, she met his gaze.
She didn't know if he could see her clearly, but those eyes—so red, they were terrifying.
