He felt as if he had exhaled a breath of foul air, feeling much more relieved, and sneered, "I advise you to take care of yourself and leave immediately as I said. Don't worry, I'm not one to kick a man when he's down. I will give you a sum of money, enough for you and your entire family to live comfortably for the rest of your lives."
Bai Niao's lips trembled, he looked at Qin He, his eyes red-rimmed.
"I won't leave. If I win the competition, I can marry her..."
"You, a man who licks blood from the blade's edge, what right do you have to marry her?" Qin He was angry at the man's delusions of grandeur.
Ignorant fool, unaware of when to advance or retreat.
Yet Bai Niao's voice was resolute, and he seriously repeated himself, "I promised her, I will marry her."
"...You'll soon realize what a foolish decision you've made." The dim lights cast a shadow over Qin He's face, his chilly gaze fell upon Bai Niao as he softly said, "Bai Niao, you can't win this competition."
