Black Panther was seething with anger. "Why is it always ? You’re like a block of wood every single time, taking a beating without protest, not uttering a single word. Do you really have no temper at all, huh?" "No wonder your ugly face is covered with such a huge scar. I heard from the steward that your fiancée is a real piece of work too; she doesn’t treat you and your brothers well at home? Ha, I think it serves you right. Someone as dull as you, with a big frame and a naturally deformed body, on top of being a disfigured freak – you could scare someone to death walking at night. And you’re not sweet-talking either. I really feel sorry for your fiancée; how did she end up with such a wooden creature like you?" Liang Haoming’s body stiffened. Afterward, without lifting his eyelids, he said with a slightly hoarse and low voice, "You said it." Black Panther was dumbfounded. Was he waiting here for him? He asked him to lose, but when? When did he ask him to— Ah! Black Panther let out a scream as he finally remembered. "Are you an idiot? I told you to lose because at that moment I never thought Black Dog would actually win. I told you to lose on purpose so you would lose to Black Dog! Besides, haven’t I told you to lose to others before? Did you do it then? Why are you so stubborn this time?" Black Panther was really about to be driven mad by him. Dong Huiying and Hong Xiangjun happened to come over at this moment. "My man doesn’t need an outsider to lecture him here!" Dong Huiying glanced stiffly at Black Panther. His voice was so loud that one could hear his ranting from a distance, which made her feel a bit suffocated as well. So what about disfigurement? Once she mixes up the Scar Removal Ointment and applies it, it’ll just be a few scars on the face and body. Don’t you believe these can all disappear in a few days? And what’s wrong with being slow-witted? Who is fourth brother bothering? Other people might not like his personality, but she actually thought it was quite nice, at least certainly better than this loudmouth, nagging Black Panther by dozens or hundreds of times! By then, Dong Huiying had already taken off her mask. There was a scar on her face as well, but the scab had all fallen off, revealing the tender new skin beneath. She walked straight towards Liang Haoming, and the man’s body trembled slightly. He suddenly looked up at the young girl in front of him. "You?" His eyes reddened as if he was in pain. "Your face, what happened?" His voice was even rougher and hoarser than before. Dong Huiying’s mouth twitched slightly. What happened to her face? What else could it be? She changed the subject without a change in expression, "It’s nothing, just a minor injury. But as for you," she then gave Black Panther a meaningful glance, just to see Black Panther standing there with his mouth agape. "Do you have a feud with this man?" Otherwise, why would everything this man said seem to be aimed directly at fourth brother? Dong Huiying tilted her head slightly and chuckled coldly, sending chills down Black Panther’s spine, making him feel a tingling sensation on his scalp, as his long-honed survival instincts screamed danger, danger, telling him to get away fast – this person was dangerous! He stepped back quickly, retreating a couple of steps and creating some distance, which seemed to calm Black Panther a bit. Then, he stuttered, "Black, Black, Black Eagle? Who, who, who is this person? She says you are her man? Holy shit, are you into kids?" Fuck you, you’re the one into kids! Dong Huiying rolled her eyes, about to retort at Black Panther, but Liang Haoming had already rushed over. He was breathing unsteadily, as he shakily extended his rough hand, gently cradling her face with utmost care, as if her small face was a priceless treasure.