Conquering the World: the Cold-Hearted Master Puts Her on the Bed

Zifeng, do you still remember that year when you said you would give up all the world just for me? What are you doing? Leng opened his narrow red eyes, filled with pain, and stared straight ahead at Yue Zifeng, who had an innocent smile on his face. Leng, you should know that I came to this world to be an emperor, not to roam the world with a lowly, reviled killer like you. Zifeng's face was covered with frost, and the words he spoke were clear and the sound hit Leng's heart. Zifeng, I hope you will not regret it in the future! Ten years later Zifeng understood what regret meant, sitting on a dragon chair stained with blood and surrounded by all the beauties in the world, but in those long dark nights, he always thought about Leng's voice and smile. However, it was too late after all.