"Thank you for sparing my life, Mr. Su."
Jiang Qi scrambled up from the ground as Su Chengyu suddenly voiced his suspicion, "You just can't be trusted old man. I am sure you are not going to bring me the medicinal herbs when you return back home. Instead, you will be calling upon your contacts to take revenge on me."
Jiang Qi's face stiffened, he quickly countered, "How could that be? Mr. Su, you must believe me."
"Kill Zhou Tingsen, and I'll believe you," said Su Chengyu.
"But... He's the young master of the Zhou family. I dare not kill him," Jiang Qi stammered, shaking his head like a rattle.
"If you don't kill him, you die. It's either him or you. You choose."
Su Chengyu's eyes shone with an intimidating and deadly intent. Jiang Qi promptly turned towards a gravely wounded Zhou Tingsen.
Su Chengyu also took out his cell phone. Zhou Tingsen overhearing their conversation felt terrified.
"Doctor Jiang, you cannot kill me," Zhou Tingsen pleaded weakly and fearfully.
