"Leader, please don't act impulsively! Let us avenge Miss Hai! We will certainly bring Night Hawk's head to you!"
"Get out of my way!" Li Sinian wouldn't listen to anything, his immense strength pushing aside anyone who tried to stop him.
Qianxun was shocked too. What is Li Sinian planning?
Is he going to cut off his own finger as a self-punishment for failing to protect Sister Weiwei?
Is it out of guilt and remorse?
Gu Liancheng stepped forward and grabbed his right hand: "Li Sinian! Calm down! Cutting off all ten fingers won't change anything now! Heather's finger is already severed! Cutting yours won't make hers grow back!"
Li Sinian endured with restraint: "I am very calm."
Everyone thought he wasn't calm at all!
Cutting off your own finger—how is that calm?
"Let go, I know what I am doing."
Gu Liancheng's grip gradually loosened.
There was no choice; he tried his best to persuade, but he couldn't stop what Li Sinian had decided.
