The Return of the Un

Before Qin Yi could even savor his victory, he suddenly grabbed Yang Qingqing and leaned in, pinning her down tightly.,Qin Yi walked quickly out of the bar. The outside air was refreshing. Under the brightly lit and bustling street, a bitter smile flickered at the corner of his mouth.,"Very well, even as a warlord in the eighteen layers of hell, my existence is already utterly pointless. If I were to overthrow the world once more and be reborn, what meaning would it hold"。