Luo Chen felt a surge of inexplicable emotion. He downed the blood-red wine in the crystal glass in one gulp, then laughed towards the sky: "Hahahaha, how will you thank me? Will you give yourself to me?" His words carried a tone of teasing and jest.
Upon hearing this, Li Xin suddenly became a little sober. She gave Luo Chen a glare, showing displeasure on her face, "You are... a jerk..." She turned her head away, no longer looking at Luo Chen. Although she was grateful for Luo Chen's life-saving grace, she didn't like his frivolous words.
Luo Chen was not angry when he saw this, instead, he laughed heartily. He suddenly stood up, jumped onto the rock face, and stood facing the wind. His shoulder-length hair danced wildly in the cold wind, as if alive. He gazed at the starry sky, and with great enthusiasm, he said: "No, I'm not a jerk, I'm a villain, a villain who everyone fears!" His voice was resonant and powerful, echoing in the night sky.
