The scar-faced man grinned cruelly and roughly tore open Li Qianzi's collar.,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...”,The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.。