"I didn't expect you to find me so quickly. I really underestimated your ability."
As Li Chenghao spoke, his gaze flicked imperceptibly to the outside, seeing that all his men had been subdued by Lu Jinghan's subordinates.
Lu Jinghan raised his hand and took the gun from his back, pressing the muzzle to Li Chenghao's temple while his finger toyed with the trigger. His voice was as cold as ice: "You're looking for death."
The dagger in Li Chenghao's hand hovered threateningly at Han Xi's neck, as he looked at the woman beside him with a grin: "Back in college, we were so in love. How did we end up like this now?"
"Li Chenghao, if you hadn't persisted, I would have always considered you a friend, even family."
Meanwhile, Feng Yi had silently snuck up behind Li Chenghao and swiftly broke the wrist holding the knife.
As the sound of the dropping dagger rang out, Lu Jinghan pulled Han Xi into his embrace, finally releasing the tightly wound tension in his heart.
