As soon as Song Fuyu left, Ma Wenbo felt the air around him become noticeably colder. This man also became even more cold-blooded and ruthless than before.

To say that he only felt fear when he was beaten, but now he was more filled with terror.

"Heh~~ As for you, it's not my turn to do it myself."

"Ma Wenbo, Ma the translator, right? What crime do you think I should charge you with later? Or you can think about it too?"

Yan Ziyuan is not only tall, but also very strong due to years of training.

Carrying the thin Ma Wenbo forward was like carrying a wild monkey, without any effort at all.

"You dare!"

"You're right, I really dare!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will report you and take off the clothes you are wearing?"

“Haha~~”

Yan Ziyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He had never heard a funnier joke in his life.

"I didn't expect you to be so stubborn even when you are about to die."

For the rest of the journey, Yan Ziyuan ignored Ma Wenbo even though he kept talking.

Seeing that Yan Ziyuan showed no concern no matter how he threatened him, Ma Wenbo gradually began to feel scared.

"Please, forgive me this time. I know I was wrong. My parents are old and there are two children at home who need to be raised. They can't live without me."

"It's not that they can't live without you, but you were planning to abandon them just now!"

"I was confused for a moment and was dazzled by Song Fuyu..."

Hearing his wife's name, Yan Ziyuan stopped, pinched his neck hard, and looked murderous.

“Ahem~~”

"Let...let go...of me..."

"If I hear you making up stories about her again, I'll kill you right now!"

"I don't... dare anymore!"

Yan Ziyuan let go of his neck and continued to pull him forward, but his pace became much faster.