His movements were so fast, she saw nothing...
Being subdued, Ruan Tianling showed no sign of fear as he sneered, "Old Master Nangong really is formidable, but do you think I'll be scared just like that?"
Nangong Wenxiang replied with a cold laugh, "I don't care if you're scared or not, as long as I can kill you, that's enough!"
Jian Yufei's pupils shrank. "Don't!"
She stood in front of Ruan Tianling, arms spread wide to protect him. "If you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first!"
"Humph, you think I wouldn't dare kill you?!" Nangong Wenxiang was furious.
Jian Yufei's face turned slightly pale. "Let him go. There's no need to kill him— he's Ansel's father. If you kill him, Ansel will hate you for the rest of his life."
"That's not important to me!" Nangong Wenxiang scoffed, his eyes cold, a completely heartless and cold-blooded man.
"I'll give you three seconds; if you don't come over, I'll kill you too!"
Jian Yufei trembled.
