Upon hearing this, Lin Kuang's footsteps halted, and the murderous intent in his gaze intensified.
"You're threatening me with Shen Yanxia? Isn't she your woman?" Lin Kuang asked, his tone icy.
"My woman? HAHA! We've only ever held hands. Does that count as being my woman?" Gao Dongran roared angrily.
Although he had always wanted to sleep with Shen Yanxia, she simply wouldn't let him—holding hands was the most they had ever done.
"Oh? Not your woman? Tsk tsk. Do you think you can use her to threaten me just because she's Shen Yanyu's sister?" Lin Kuang sneered, taking slow steps toward Gao Dongran.
"Wh-what? Lin Kuang, Shen Yanxia is Shen Yanyu's sister! Shen Yanyu has always liked you so much. Do you really want to watch her sister die by your hand? Lin Kuang, you better think this through!" Gao Dongran shouted, his eyes red with desperation.
