"She may have a crush on him, that's fine, but feelings have to be mutual, right? We all come from the underworld; we understand grudges and romance alike. Even in the criminal world, there has to be some sense, doesn't there? If my son is unwilling to marry, even if you kill him, he won't marry your daughter.
If you want a corpse for a daughter-in-law, well, I have no objections to that. But first, you'd have to manage to kill my son. And on top of that, you'd have to be able to take on the Nangong Family."
Li Hui spoke with calm eyes and concise language. Although her words were devoid of drama, each one rang out with force, resounding with determination.
She naturally exuded an aura, the kind that one from the underworld should possess—a simple, clean, yet merciless presence.
By this point, it was quite clear. The drug lord was really in a tight spot.
