"Gu Yan—"
Third Young Master Jun's eyes darkened fiercely as he roared angrily.
"Are you even a man? The struggles between men should not harm their families and children. You have no bottom line! If you've got a problem, come at me. If you dare touch a single hair on her, I, Jun Huang, will make sure you die without a place to bury!"
The sound of his furious voice, dominant and vicious, mixed with bloodthirsty coldness, made Gu Yan's heart tremble even through the phone.
Not to mention the subordinates around Third Young Master Jun, who had never seen the calm and haughty young master so enraged. They shivered, held their breath, and didn't dare to look up.
"Very imposing indeed, but it seems you haven't grasped the situation. She's in my hands now. If you want her unharmed, then put away this arrogant attitude of yours," Gu Yan sneered.
This man had always looked down on him with a sense of superiority and contempt.
