Hearing Li Qianzi mention the crown prince, the man with the scar laughed mockingly: “Haha, you ugly freak, I'll tell you the truth, the crown prince won't be coming tonight. You are destined to be my prey, hahaha...”,As the man with the scar increased his grip, Li Qianzi's breathing grew more labored and her consciousness began to fade...,The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.。