Mo Buwen sneered disdainfully, staring coldly at Qin Yi, and said, "Are you still dreaming of killing us all?"
"You think I'm dreaming?" Qin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, asking with a faint smile.
Mo Buwen sneered, "Do you dare? Everyone present has a prominent identity and immense power behind them. If you dare to kill one of us, I guarantee you won't have a place to be buried. Moreover, you'll implicate your family. Your child is due in a few months, isn't it? Surely you wouldn't want your wife and child to suffer because of your recklessness?"
Qin Yi looked at Mo Buwen, his eyes quickly turning icy, causing the surrounding temperature to drop abruptly.
Mo Buwen didn't realize how foolish he had been by using Qin Yi's taboo and bottom line to threaten him; it was simply courting death.
Qin Yi said coldly, "Mo Buwen, you dare to threaten me with my family. If I let you leave here alive today, I swear I'm not Qin Yi."
