C203 A man who adores himself kneels and begs for mercy

Ouyang Jingyu's pair of black, sharp eyes were filled with an incomparable coldness, like a sharp blade that was slashing at Pei Zhanyue.

"Pei Zhanyue, you asked for this yourself, you asked for it yourself. Let me trample all of your pride under my feet. "

An ice-cold voice without a trace of warmth came out from Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips, full of ridicule.

Pei Zhanyue nodded