"I'm telling you, my father is Xian Chang of the county!! If you dare to touch me, you better think about the consequences!" Wu Zhiheng roared in fury.
He was truly afraid! He tried to use this method to slightly intimidate Chu Mo, to slightly restrain the fear in his heart.
Unfortunately, he was mistaken from the start.
Chu Mo really hated being threatened, let alone by such trash!
"It seems you really wish for death!" Chu Mo spoke calmly and quietly, his tone was still indifferent, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes now.
That hint of coldness was like a piece of ice in the depths of winter, bone-chillingly cold.
Wu Zhiheng, though gripped by intense fear, still held the identity of Xian Chang's son. Could it be that this guy would dare to kill him in public?
