God Slayer, Father Slayer —how rebellious!
Song Ci watched this scene with an anxious expression, her heart in her throat.
At this point, Han Zhan's gun was aimed at Edward, but Edward's gun was aimed at Han Zhan. As long as either party squeezed the trigger, there would definitely be rivers of blood in this room today!
Edward was about to say a few threatening words when Song Ci, who had been silent since arriving tonight, suddenly spoke up. "Han Zhan, do whatever you want. Don't worry about me."
What she meant was to tell Han Zhan that she could kill whatever he wanted and didn't need to worry about her.
Song Ci was already indifferent to life and death.
In these five months, she had experienced too many death threats and her mental fortitude had also increased. Even if Edward aimed the gun at her glabella now, Song Ci would not back down.
Hearing Song Ci's words, Edward smiled meaningfully.
