Chapter 882: He Lives, I Live; He Dies, I Die!

Everyone smirked in contempt, their eyes on Tacito Temple as if he were already a corpse. If Tacito Temple really was Divine Doctor Lin, that would be one thing. But he wasn't. He was just a kept man living off his wife. Once the Nalan clan learned he had wrecked their deal with Divine Doctor Lin, they would never let him walk away. "You done?" Tacito Temple cut Yan Zishan a cool glance. "If you're done, then get out." Still putting on airs? "Fine. Fine. Fine." A vicious gleam slid across Yan...