She spoke harsh words of determination.
Yet, the man wore a lonely, faint smile, as if everything was inconsequential and he didn't care about anything anymore.
Dong Huiying pressed her lips together.
"I'm not threatening you, but if anything happens to them, I won't be able to survive. By then, I'll die before you do!"
She grasped Qinghe's weak spot. He could not care about the lives of others, or even his own.
However, she compelled him with her life, using her safety as leverage.
Originally a carefree and indifferent man, he gradually turned dangerous.
"You really do... care about them a lot."
He gave her a deep look, then immediately turned away.
"Ah Lian, let's go."
"Stop!"
She stepped forward, but just then, dozens of black-clad figures suddenly emerged from the shadows, secretly protecting Qinghe.
