The boy's cool and calm demeanor put Mu Linfeng to shame.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Mu Lianjue squinted his eyes as he tightened his hand around the boy's throat. The child had an attractive outline, especially his fair and adorable neck, which reminded him of a small, elegant gosling.
It'll be devastating to break such a beautiful neck!
He barked evilly, "He he! Your life will be gone the moment I exert more strength! Are you really not scared?"
"You can try."
The little lad smiled graciously, undaunted by the elder's threat. Looking fearless, he said, "I want to live as much as you do! What is my value to you if I'm dead?"
Cocking a brow, his great-uncle sneered with glinted eyes. "That's right! You are a smart kid! If something happens to me tonight, you can't leave this place alive, too!"
"Grand-uncle, since I'm in your hands now, then you should discard the detonator in your hand? It's an eyesore!"
