Ren Feifan stood up and shook his head: "Don't you want to see Old Qiao fall?"
Jiang Xinran's eyes widened, just about to say something, Ren Feifan continued: "Originally, I planned to deal with Old Qiao within three days, but now I've changed my mind, today! Such a beast doesn't deserve to see tomorrow's sun!"
"If Old Qiao dies today, can you promise me to stay alive?"
Ren Feifan spoke, his tone very firm.
He wanted to use Old Qiao's death to exchange for Jiang Xinran's hope of survival.
Jiang Xinran took a deep look at the masked young man in front of her and replied: "Okay, I promise."
At this moment, she seemed to be conquered by the aura and killing intent of the man before her.
She was even somewhat curious, what kind of face was beneath the mask.
Ugly or handsome?
Seemingly sensing Jiang Xinran's gaze, Ren Feifan said: "Do you want to see me under the mask?"
Jiang Xinran instinctively nodded, then shook her head: "A little girl wouldn't dare."
