"All I want is for Miaomiao to be safe; otherwise, I'm capable of killing, you know that very well, don't you?" Yun Ya said, glancing at Kang Jinxian.
Kang Jinxian had never seen such a terrifying look; hidden in the dim corner, those pitch-black pupils were like a fathomless dark pool, firmly capturing all her attention.
She was like someone who had been put under a spell, unable to move or speak, and the murderous aura and oppression emanating from those dreadful eyes made her forget how to react.
She was four years senior to Yun Ya and much taller; if she fought back, she really wouldn't need to fear him, but she was too scared, her fear made her forget all instinctive reactions.
Soon, Yun Shu's voice, suppressed with anger, came through the phone, Yun Ya even heard the sound of gritted teeth, "Your Miaomiao is perfectly safe, just a fool; I wouldn't dirty my hands."
