"Conscience?" Delacuri sneered and looked contemptuously at the corpses of his three sons before glancing at Pei Yan.
"Understood!" Seeing the sarcasm in the other's eyes, Pei Yan nodded. Fighting has reached a point where none will let the other go. Pei Yan pressed the gun against Du Ping'an's forehead and asked before pulling the trigger, "Since you don't want to make a deal with me and know that exposing yourself would lead to certain death, why didn't you let Du Guangyuan just kill you?"
"He doesn't deserve it! If anyone is to kill me, it should be you!" Delacuri pointed at his own face with a sinister smile and said, "Look at this face, remember it. It will haunt your nightmares from now on! Remember that no matter what excuses you give yourself, you killed an innocent child for your own gain. Come on, shoot me!"
"Do you think this moral blackmail will make my conscience uneasy and let you go?" Pei Yan pressed the gun against Du Ping'an's head, pinning him to the ground.
