"Cough, cough, you, you let go of me, or... I'll have my aunt kill you!" Young Master Zhou, a playboy drained by debauchery, could hardly be a match for Yun Hao. So, he weakly pried at Yun Hao's strong hands, struggling to spit out threats.
"Alright, very well, let's see who dares to kill me?" Yun Hao applied more pressure with his big hand, causing Young Master Zhou to struggle for air, his face turning a livid purple like a pig's liver, and his eyes starting to roll back.
"Stop, stop immediately!" At this moment, the gate of the Long Family swung open, and Long Shaoyang rushed out. Seeing Yun Hao nearly strangling Young Master Zhou, he quickly ignored the two guards writhing on the ground and approached Yun Hao, signaling him to stop.
"Uncle, I can stop, but I want to know, what are you going to do about him disrespecting my wife?" Yun Hao proclaimed he could stop, yet showed no intention of loosening his grip, continuing to squeeze Young Master Zhou's neck ruthlessly.
