97 Forgive Me

["YING YUE!!!" Wang Li shouted out his lungs as he pointed his sword at him, "You! How dare you!"

"Ah Li," he whispered to see the hatred warping inside of his husband.

Eyes red as blood stared into his golden ones. The sound of screams and roars echoed around them. People were dying, demons were creating chaos, and Wang Li… the one who was to protect them was here in front of him… wanting his blood.

"You must stop Ah Li," he spoke softly, "If you wish for my death, I will give it to you," he smiled at his husband, "Just stop this."

The laugh that escaped his lover's lips were raw, terrifying, and intimidating. A grin stretched across the raven-haired beauty's face.

"My naïve wife," Wang Li tsked shaking his head, "I am playing my part. This is what they deserve, death," crazed eyes watched him closely, "And you, my love, cannot stop me."

"This isn't you," he cried out.