Hit him?
Not that there's no time, but truly there's no interest. However, judging by the opponent's stance, he seems here precisely for a fight.
The manipulative man raised an eyebrow and spoke just one sentence, which instantly halted Nie Mingfeng's movements.
"Are you sure you want to hit? Su Ling is upstairs watching."
Damn!
Really didn't want to back down, but just with that one sentence, Nie Mingfeng, who had been rolling up his sleeves, stopped abruptly.
No fight has ever made him feel so uneasy until now.
But pride wouldn't let him back down; losing face if he didn't fight. Though Nie Mingfeng's impulse cooled, he still coldly said, "Cut the crap, either fight or give me my son back."
"Handing Little Ear over to you is easy, but if you really take the child away, don't expect Su Ling to ever forgive you in this lifetime..."
Shit!
This guy sure knows how to hit a nerve, bringing up what bothers him most just to poke at his heart.
