"I said when you came that he was still alive. This makes me very unhappy," said Bo Yanching coldly.
Bo Li stiffened; he suddenly felt like Bo Yanching could really take Bo Yichen's life.
"No way! He... I... Even if you want to punish, rescue him first, then hold him accountable. Why must you kill him? I believe you have the skill to distance yourself, but you can't kill me and your aunt and the entirety of the Bo Family to silence them, can you?"
Bo Yanching's expression was indifferent; his thin lips curved into a slight, detached arc.
"Try me."
Bo Li staggered, nearly falling; he had to hold onto something for support.
Bo Yichen's cries of pain grew weaker, and Bo Li dared not resist anymore. His knees softened and he was about to kneel.
Bo Yanching lifted his foot, pushing Bo Li's knees back up.
"Uncle, what is the meaning of this?"
