Hatred flashed in Zhao Dong's eyes. "If you have the guts, kill me now!" he said coldly.
"You're fucking asking for it!"
Zhao Dong's defiance completely infuriated Kuang Tianhao. His eyes filled with murderous intent—he was actually going to kill him!
He pointed his finger at Zhao Dong's throat, ready to strike.
Just then, Song Zixuan rushed to intervene. "Cousin! Stop!"
Kuang Tianhao said coldly, "This kid's all talk. I might as well send him to meet King Yan!"
Song Zixuan's face turned pale. She hadn't expected things to escalate this far. She had only called Kuang Tianhao to teach Zhao Dong a lesson. Although she was annoyed with him, she didn't want him dead.
She quickly grabbed Kuang Tianhao's arm. "Cousin! Don't! A lesson is enough. Let's go!"
Kuang Tianhao turned back to Zhao Dong. "Apologize to me," he said coldly. "Then, call me 'Grandpa' three times, and I'll let you go today."
