Huang Sanyao stared at Tangyu, unable to utter a single word as though something was stuck in his throat. His once favorable situation had vanished; after over two months of preparation, just when everything was supposed to come to fruition today, Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere and ruined their perfect plan. Defeated, everything became worthless, and the power behind him no longer intimidated the opponents.
Huang Sanyao could feel that disaster was imminent for him.
He was not willing to die; he regretted it. But how could he have resisted such a tremendous temptation? His grand ambitions was unfulfilled, his aspirations undimmed—was he really going to die here today?
No, I can't die!
