"Can't you recognize my voice?" Xiao Zexin had already walked up to him, looking down from above.
"Hua Zhongsheng?!" Nangong Xu couldn't move, but he forced himself not to collapse.
Outside, the bodyguards were forcefully breaking down the door.
Xiao Zexin sneered, "I'm not Hua Zhongsheng, I am Xiao Zexin!"
The words had barely left his mouth when a sharp scalpel pierced precisely into Nangong Xu's heart—
Nangong Xu's pupils dilated!
He looked at Xiao Zexin in disbelief, "You..."
Xiao Zexin forcefully drove the scalpel all the way in.
"You didn't expect me to still be alive, did you! Nangong Xu!"
Nangong Xu gritted his teeth and struggled to say, "Spare my...child..."
Xiao Zexin roared angrily, "Did you spare my child?!"
"Spare...him..." With those words, Nangong Xu's vision went black, and he slumped onto the sofa, as if he had stopped breathing.
Xiao Zexin slowly stood up, fully aware of his own sword technique.
