"..."
"Have you never considered the possibility that if your mother knew from beyond the grave that you acknowledged her killer as your father and even married his daughter, she would be unable to rest in peace?"
"Shut up! My affairs are none of your business, you coward! Who are you, anyway?" Dan Hanjie's eyes turned a fearsome shade of crimson as he fixed his gaze on Ye Zhanxing, becoming almost demonic.
It was the first time Ye Zhanxing had seen him like this, and although he had never witnessed Dan Hanjie losing control before, he sensed something was terribly wrong.
"Dan Hanjie, think of Youxuan, think of Tingye. He's still waiting for you to save him. Take my life whenever you want; I won't resist."
"Nice words, but you're just afraid to die. Dan Hanjie, there's a gun in the box behind you. Kill Ye Zhanxing and you will see your son immediately."
A seductive voice slowly echoed in his ears.
As if under hypnosis.
