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Meanwhile, Huang Zicheng was inwardly cursing, "Ye Fan, you son of a bitch, you're truly despicable to the core."
Even at this moment, a tinge of regret began to surface in Huang Zicheng's heart.
Why on earth did he provoke the devil that is Ye Fan when he was perfectly fine?
Having experienced Ye Fan's methods, Huang Zicheng was frustrated with himself. There were so many ways to pursue Su Ruoxue, but why did he have to pick the one that involved getting Ye Fan killed?
Now, look at the mess. Ye Fan isn't dead; instead, Huang Zicheng is almost getting killed by Ye Fan.
At this moment, Huang Zicheng was so full of regret that he felt sick to his stomach. It was just too bad that there was no such thing as a regret medicine in the world, otherwise, he would definitely take one.
"Whimper—"
Amidst the severe pain, tears filled Huang Zicheng's eyes. He was filled with immense regret.
"You don't need to stare at me; I really didn't mean it just now."