She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with determination, "Submitting to someone who doesn't love you is imprisonment; submitting to someone who doesn't love you is torture."
She smiled, as if seeing through all worldly matters, like a sage, "If you are sincere, I will be grateful; if you are insincere, I will rejoice in my choice."
Meanwhile, the elderly man looked at the disconnected phone, sneering. He knew all too well his son's intentions, "Trying to compete with me for a woman? You're not qualified yet." He glanced at the battlefield's fervor, though he brought elites, Asia and others were no ordinary fighters.
However, the battle would eventually end, because no matter how hard Asia and others fought, they could not defeat the more powerful enemy.
