Shangguan Xiu sneered coldly and quickly walked over to Ouyang Zhi's side, looking down as he reached out to grip his throat.
Shangguan Xiu squeezed Ouyang Zhi's throat forcefully, his smile chilling: "Ouyang Zhi, you really deserve to die!"
"Cough cough... cough cough..." Ouyang Zhi's throat was suddenly gripped tightly by Shangguan Xiu. He laughed grimly: "What, you want to kill me? I warn you, if I die, your son won't survive either. Do you want to become the murderer of your own son? If you really did that, Xiao Mian would hate you. She wouldn't love you anymore. She'd hate you forever..."
"You're wrong, Xiao Mian won't hate me!" Shangguan Xiu sneered, then suddenly clenched his fist and punched Ouyang Zhi's throat hard.
"You..." Ouyang Zhi stared at Shangguan Xiu in shock, only managing to utter one word before his eyes closed and his body went limp, collapsing to the ground.
Only then did Shangguan Xiu release his hand and stand up.
