Han Xi's cold gaze fell on Lu Jingwei's hand gripping her own, her tone chilling: "Jing Han knows his limits."
Her implication was that she wouldn't plead for Lu Jingchen and that Lu Jinghan wouldn't actually cause any deaths.
Upon hearing these words, Ji Qing shouted at Han Xi, rushing towards her: "It's all your fault, I'll fight you!"
Lu Jinghan swiftly turned and took a few strides to stand in front of Han Xi, shielding her, his gaze icy as he looked at Ji Qing: "Try and touch her, I dare you."
Ji Qing, with reddened eyes, hurled insults at Han Xi like a common shrew: "Han Xi, it's all because of you, I won't let you off."
Lu Jinghan let out a cold laugh, leisurely wiping the blood from his hand with a napkin taken from the dining table: "Go ahead, tell me, how do you plan not to let my wife off the hook?"
