A few seconds later, Ya Shitian laughed: "You want to kill me?"
"You forced me to."
"Don't you fear the gun might be empty?"
Ye Anqi smiled faintly: "Whether it is or not, you'll know once you try."
Ya Shitian's smile faded: "You can give it a try."
Ye Anqi gripped the gun with both hands, aiming at his heart.
Her expression was calm, without a trace of fear or hesitation.
Seeing her like this, Ya Shitian felt as if a knife was stabbing his heart.
"Have you made your decision?" he asked deeply.
Ye Anqi nodded, "Yes."
"...Then pull the trigger."
"Young Master!" Mo Shisan was shocked. He wanted to take the gun from Ye Anqi, but was stopped by a sharp glare from Ya Shitian.
"Let her shoot!"
"Young Master..." Mo Shisan wanted to ask if he was crazy.
Ya Shitian's expression was icy, "Don't stop her, let her shoot. After I'm dead, no one is allowed to trouble her."
"..."
"Did you hear me?!"
Mo Shisan gritted his teeth, "Yes..."
