"Yang Wuxu is special?" Why does Pello view an ordinary female student differently?
Wen Maixue's disdain was apparent, but Pello's response shattered her years of accumulated confidence in an instant: "She is a friend of Su Ziceng, and Su Ziceng is my prey."
Both Pello and Shang Yin harbored the conquering instincts of a wild beast. The only difference is that Shang Yin, the beast, had been tamed by Pello. Pello had been in Mo City for several years now, and Wen Maixue once thought she had tamed this proud beast, not realizing he was only feigning dormancy.
When his prey, Su Ziceng, appeared, he pounced with astonishing speed that took everyone by surprise.
"I forbid... forbid that person to be Su Ziceng..." That woman, brimming with the fervor of roses, was actually a naïve nineteen-year-old girl who was trying to teach her Su Ziceng a lesson with a worldly wise tone. Wen Maixue was tense, her speech stammered, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.
