Indeed, life is like a play, and a play is like life. Now, the performance of Lu Tianxing and Lu Haoyue has left everyone feeling bewildered. Even Liang Shidao couldn't see through it because their attacks were too fierce, leaving no room for holding back.
"Your strength is not bad, but unfortunately, you're alone. I'll give you another choice: kneel and beg for mercy, and I'll spare you. Otherwise, you and your wife won't leave Suzhou City alive. Do you believe me?" Lu Haoyue said coldly to Lu Tianxing, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Lu Haoyue, you're courting death. What I hate most in this life is being threatened with my wife. It seems I must kill you today."
Lu Tianxing's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and his sinister aura made him look terrifying.
"Kill me? You think you're worthy?" Lu Haoyue mocked.
Lu Tianxing retorted, "Killing you is easier than crushing an ant."
