Shen Jinci's emotions had been suppressed all along the way, and at this moment, he finally burst with rage, suddenly standing up, the dark muzzle of the gun aimed at Li Sihe's face.
Li Sihe had long anticipated this, concerning Bian Yue, he could maintain his composure for only so long.
He leisurely watched Shen Jinci, his face devoid of any fear, a faint smile on his lips as he calmly spoke, "What now? Mr. Shen intends to kill me on my own turf? Don't blame me for not warning you—if anything happens to me at your hands, Bian Yue truly won't be able to return."
Shen Jinci's face was taut, his grip on the gun tightening, his brow and eyes steeped in a cold, thick fury, hints of a lethal presence emerging. He spoke with a cold tone, "If anything happens to Bian Yue, it's not just you—everyone in the Li Family will suffer."
