Listening to what the bald man said, Shu Yang's eyes reddened and at the same time, he felt a tremor go through his body. Even his friend standing beside him felt unwillingly for him. “I never thought that Ma Feihao can be so ruthless. He stole your woman, ruined your reputation, and he still does not want to let you go until now,” his friend gritted his teeth and said.
Shu Yang clenched both his fists tightly. The hatred inside him almost made him lose his mind.
Shu Yang had been holding back the hatred for years. And he just could not bear with it for another second now.
Thump! He knelt down in front of Han Jingru all of a sudden.
“What are you doing, Shu Yang!” his friend reached out to hold Shu Yang up, but Shu Yang rejected.
“My life is yours as long as you can avenge me. I will do whatever you want me to do.” Shu Yang said with his head down, facing Han Jingru.