Dongfang Zujie immediately embraced He Meilian in his arms, his gaze sharp as it fixated on Dongfang Hen.
"If you want to kill, kill me first!"
Dongfang Hen tilted his head slightly, unwilling, seemingly, to harm him.
His gun suddenly swung towards Dongfang Yu—
"Mother, shall I kill him first?" he asked lightly, his voice nevertheless resolute.
Duanmu Qiong smiled and nodded, "Why not? Killing their only son... that would hurt them even more!"
"No!" Hai Xiaotang and He Meilian cried out simultaneously.
Hai Xiaotang tried to stand in front of Dongfang Yu, but was held back by him.
But as she looked at the ominous muzzle of a gun, Hai Xiaotang felt a wave of fear, "Dongfang Hen, don't kill Dongfang Yu, he's your brother. Why must you kill? If you murder him, you won't be able to escape!"
Dongfang Hen laughed as though listening to a joke, "Don't worry. I will be fine after I kill him. Once he dies, everything will be mine."
