"No need. If you do come, I hope you can still walk out of there alive."
Hearing this parting line from Wang Sijing, Lin Tian flashed a grin, showing his little white teeth.
He actually found Wang Sijing's threat kind of funny.
Their feud had already reached the level of life and death; they'd crossed swords both openly and in the dark, so a threat like that was no different from a gust of wind, not even enough to stir a single ripple on the river's surface.
He just laughed it off.
Liou Qingcheng didn't see it that way. From Wang Sijing's tone she could hear thick killing intent, and the look in that pair of eyes was downright chilling.
Maybe it was their hearts being in sync, but Lin Tian sensed the shift in Liou Qingcheng's mood. He gently held her hand and said, "Relax, it's fine."
Feeling the warmth from Lin Tian's palm, Liou Qingcheng also broke into a bright smile. She had absolute faith in Lin Tian, unshakable faith. If he said it was fine, then it was fine!
