Luka Winston lovingly stroked Nola O'Connor's hair and smiled. "Alright, I promise."
My patience was wearing thin. I especially despised women like Nola O'Connor.
I slowly turned around, ready to speak, when Quinn suddenly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him go."
"Dad!" Nola stomped her foot in displeasure.
Quinn scolded, "You little brat, get lost!"
A faint killing intent still lingered in my heart. Since reaching the Fifth-Layer Qi Refining Stage, I'd noticed my heart becoming colder and colder. But ultimately, I restrained myself.
"Mr. O'Connor, I advise you to discipline your daughter properly, or she'll suffer for it eventually." I gave them a cold glance before walking out.
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After Mason and the others departed, Nola angrily said, "Dad, what's the meaning of this! You don't help me deal with him, and don't even let Luka beat him up!"
