The Return of the Un

"Miss Yang, nothing will happen, right The chairman is still angry about the last time you kicked someone.",Yang Qingqing couldn't worry about anything else. She pressed on Qin Yi's human acupoint, covering his mouth with one hand and helping him breathe.,"Very well, even as a warlord in the eighteen layers of hell, my existence is already utterly pointless. If I were to overthrow the world once more and be reborn, what meaning would it hold"。