Behind the black-robed man, two other black-robed individuals turned to look at their last companion, but he didn't move, as if he hadn't heard the words.
"Why not go?"
The black-robed man turned around, staring playfully at the companion with the lowest cultivation, "I killed your wife, and now I offer you an even more beautiful woman. What, you're still not pleased? This is Yu Haitang, the third-ranked beauty and the direct descendant of the Yu Family. Even I've never had the pleasure..."
Deng Ziyang's blood-red eyes showed no emotion as he silently walked towards Yu Haitang. When he was about a yard away, he suddenly reached out and pushed.
An invisible Gang Qi lifted Yu Haitang, who was sitting on the ground, and pushed her over to Chen Ming.
The black-robed man was somewhat puzzled, "Deng Ziyang, what do you mean by this? You endured when I killed your wife. Why choose not to endure today?"
