Ling Tian'ao didn't want to waste words with him, "If you don't hand over Xia Zhisu today, your bastard child, your only puppet, is going to be gone today!"
Ling Tian'ao's gunpoint was aimed at Ling Yue.
Ling Yue, still in his mother's arms, saw Ling Tian'ao pointing the gun at him, hid in his mother's embrace, and cried out in fear.
Seeing this, Ling Tian'ao coolly hooked the corner of his mouth.
Ling Chao was truly embarrassed, "My good son, you'd better kill Ling Yue quickly, so you can make the headlines tomorrow! And I, as the father, will express my righteous indignation and virtue by asking the court to forgive you, to spare you from the death penalty, and sentence you to life in prison instead!"
Ling Yue, originally hiding fearfully in his mother's arms, was utterly shocked!
His father's implication was that he didn't care about his life or death at all!
And he was even hoping Ling Tian'ao would fire the gun!
