"Your life is worthless; even if you die before me now, it's useless. If you dare to die here today, I will torture Qiu Yongkang into a thousand pieces."
Su Qing coldly threw him a cruel sentence and walked away without looking at him. Old Master Qiu fell to the ground like a deflated ball.
Qiu Yongkang's mother was crying in the snow, and she said to her son in her heart,
"Yongkang, you must run far away. Don't let that female devil catch you."
"Grandpa Qiu, Auntie, you can go back!"
Ji Shuisheng did not know how to comfort them. He said stiffly. He could not bear to see Old Master Qiu's pleading gaze and quickly left. He was afraid that he would be soft-hearted.
"If it weren't for Mother teaching me not to harm my wife and children, I would have already killed all of you."
Zhong Yong clenched his huge fists and stood before the family as he gritted his teeth.
