Thinking of this, his gaze once again turned cold.
And the coldness in his eyes simultaneously sparked fear in the heart of the person in front of him.
Xi Xinlan shook her head repeatedly, her eyes filled with incredulous plea: "No, no, you wouldn't say those things, you must not say those things, understand?"
Her voice grew shrill towards the end.
Yet no matter how he commanded, scolded, or warned, An Liyang remained unmoved, his voice continuing coldly, half-threatening: "Whether I say it or not depends entirely on your behavior."
"What do you want?" Xi Xinlan asked, her eyes full of defensiveness.
