"Who are you calling uncultured?" Jialan looked at her with an unfathomably cold, piercing gaze.
"When did it become your turn to comment on my daughter? Say one more word, and I'll cut out your tongue; you won't speak for the rest of your life."
He wasn't accustomed to threatening or hitting women, but that depended on the person. With this kind of woman, he hit without any psychological burden.
If she dared to utter another word, he would absolutely do what he said, rendering her unable to speak for the rest of her life.
Jialan was handsome and usually looked harmless, but having lived in the underworld, the blood on his hands was significant.
If he truly got angry, ordinary people absolutely couldn't bear it.
The woman saw the murderous aura emanating from him and quickly shut her mouth, swallowing the pain, not daring to make a sound.
Afraid that Jialan would really cut her tongue off.
