"A bunch of women who have been ruined by them can make you trade lives; your life is really cheap!"
Looking at the opponent's fierce eyes, Lin Fan still spoke calmly, "As expected, some people are just trash in the eyes of these young masters. If you look down on yourself, no wonder others think you're cheap."
"You..."
The humiliated man gritted his back teeth.
Looking around at the women kneeling and serving the young masters, he felt a burning pain.
Lin Fan was right; these women were just tools for venting desire in the eyes of these young masters.
No matter how beautiful, smart, or kind they were, it was meaningless.
These young masters only cared about the holes they had and how good they were at pleasing them.
"Why back down, aren't you supposed to risk your life for your master? Then stab right here."
Lin Fan pointed at the location of the heart, sneered, and took a step forward.
