Upon seeing this, Shui Yuntian felt a surge of anger for some reason. He drew his knife and stood in front of Xiang Wan, facing the lustful leader directly.

"So eager to throw yourself into my arms? Too bad, you're not the one I've got my eye on!"

The leader slowly got up, and the people around him quietly retreated to a corner, heads bowed, not daring to move an inch.

The secret room wasn't large, but its decor was exquisite, bordering on extravagant. Greed—it was truly living up to its name.

"You're disgusting and shameless! How dare you even live in this world!"

The leader's imposing presence and superior skill compared to Shui Yuntian put some pressure on him, but it also intensified his killing intent.

If such a person were left in this world, who knows how many innocent people he would harm.

For the first time, Shui Yuntian had this thought, but he didn't feel that anything was wrong with it.

Xiang Wan glanced at him sideways; it seemed her transformation of him had been quite successful.

The leader scoffed, took a robe from a nearby shelf and draped it over himself, saying disdainfully, "Someone like me? Someone like me dares to love and hate, dares to act and take responsibility. It's you who, with a grudge in your heart, pretends to be a gentleman, utterly hypocritical. Compared to me, you don't even qualify as vulgar and shameless."

"You pervert, go ask the King of Hell for justice!"

Shui Yuntian's heart skipped a beat, and in a fit of rage, he charged forward.

Xiang Wan was on high alert, ice needles gathering at her fingertips, her eyes fixed on the leader, just in case.

She never expected that Shui Yuntian, who had regained his freedom, would be so irritable and easily angered. Could it be that during the reformation, his IQ was also significantly reduced?

This was not her original intention!