C272 Forced Rebellion

"Heh," Feng Wanyi sneered. "Maybe it's because you're too inexperienced."

With a single sentence, Wan Moqian's belly was filled with words that were stuck in his throat.

"Go down." Ye Luanhuang reached out his hand, took hold of her hand, pulled her into his arms, spun around and jumped into the well.

The bottom of the well was pitch black, and there was a pungent damp smell coming from it