Just one glare almost stripped Qin Xiong of his combat strength, forcing him to half-kneel on the ground, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Such a situation shook Qin Xiong to his core.
He looked up at Lu Chuan and saw his nonchalant demeanor, as if he truly had come to kill him—no joke about it.
He stood up, gazing directly at Lu Chuan.
Behind him, the Qin family members, watching Qin Xiong's figure, couldn't help but feel anxious.
The confrontation had just begun, yet Qin Xiong was already at a disadvantage; it was clear to see that the gap in strength between them was not small at all.
"Lu Chuan, I admit your strength is formidable, but what will you gain from killing me today? The Lu family has already gotten serious, and they intend to kill you. Instead of thinking about escape, you even dare to come back and attack my Qin family!"
"You're playing with fire!"
He warned Lu Chuan, urging him to face reality.
