Some people have lusted for blood since they were young, growing up to become ungrateful wretches. Such people aren’t worthy of being reformed. However, people like Long Yuyin were different. Even if she was arrogant and overbearing, her character itself wasn’t so bad. All she needed was a little smacking and lecturing. There was still space for reforming.
Every hair on Long Yuyin’s body stood on end as Nie Li stepped closer and closer. She felt like a sheared sheep, naked under his gaze, suffocating under the pressure.