"As you command!" The hawk-nosed bodyguard hurriedly left as soon as Han Ling finished speaking.
GULP.
"Castrated... He's going to be castrated!"
Listening to Han Ling's chilling words, Song Li and Song Hao exchanged a look, their eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. They truly hadn't expected Han Ling to be so ruthless. He didn't act often, but when he did, he went straight for the kill.
"Um, Young Master Han, won't Miss Yanran mind this?" Song Li asked cautiously, looking at Han Ling's grim expression. "After all, she and this Qin Lin are publicly known as a couple."
"Hah," Han Ling sneered dismissively, slowly pouring himself a glass of wine. "So what if she minds? And so what if she doesn't? Yanran likes strong men—strong in character, background, capability, and power. If Qin Lin can be castrated, it just proves his power isn't great enough. And he definitely won't be powerful in *that* department ever again."
