The Return of the Un

"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,"So what, he's still been put in his place by our young master. Master, your feigning unconsciousness was truly brilliant.","To all those who have hurt me, from today onwards, I will be your nightmare! Hehehe!"。