Gao Yong's face wore a smug smile, but his tone was extremely cold.
"If you don't want anything unfortunate to happen to this beauty here, I advise you to step back, or this young and beautiful girl might just perish." he said.
"Don't say you can't bear it, even I feel a faint sense of guilt."
Chen Kai couldn't help but interrupt him.
"Human life is at stake, and you say it's just a faint sense of guilt—do you still have a conscience? Can someone who says such a thing even be considered human?"
The dagger in Gao Yong's hand inched closer to Qin Xiang's neck.
"Cut the crap. You all deserve this. I worked diligently in the company, but just because my luck wasn't as good as others, you laid me off."
Speaking of this, a trace of sorrow appeared on his face.
"The only reason I'm resorting to such extreme measures is entirely because of the pressure from wealthy people like you. Now, spare me any pretense—I just need money."
