A cold light flashed in Qian Xingchang's eyes, "Mr. Shen, leave a line, so we may meet again with grace in the future. It's better for everyone, otherwise you will not have an easy time."
Shen Dong sneered, "Are you threatening me? Your son does the same, begging for mercy when he fails, then resorting to threats. It seems he has truly inherited your ways."
Qian Xingchang said coldly, "Mr. Shen, I still hope you will consider carefully and make a wise decision; otherwise, I can't guarantee that you and your family won't be harmed."
Shen Dong sneered, "Unfortunately, neither you nor your son will have that chance."
He had already sent the information to both Jing City Police and Hai City Police. The fate of Qian Xingchang and his son was sealed.
