Huang Wei held onto Qin Yiren tightly, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Chu Xinian, fearing that the man wasn't as weak as he appeared.
Even if Chu Xinian's injury was faked...
Huang Wei's heart was pounding like a drum, and finally, with a reckless determination, he tightened his grip on the fruit knife.
Things had escalated to this point, and if worst came to worst, it would be a life for a life; there was no turning back now!
Chu Xinian's expression was grim as he eyed the desperate Huang Wei, seemingly calm as he sat on the sofa, showing no intention of fighting back.
No matter if he was injured or not, he wouldn't risk Yi Ren's safety, "Huang Wei, put the knife down, fifty thousand isn't a large amount, it's not worth embarrassing yourself over."
He spoke these words casually.
As if Huang Wei's actions were purely foolish and not worth serious consideration.
