"Get out."
The cold and murderous words made Bai Kun retreat without hesitation.
Feeling the terrifying pressure from the man, he felt his legs going soft.
After struggling to get out of the door, Bai Kun patted his chest. "At this rate, my life will be reduced by a few years."
He smiled bitterly, but he blamed himself for talking too much.
It was probably only during the time when Miss Su was around that the young master was much gentler than before. But how could he forget that that gentleness was reserved for Miss Su? How could they expect the young master to smile?
His temper had never changed.
There was only one Su Cha in the world.
