Hearing Leng Zimo's voice, Lu Hao's eyes immediately filled with terror.
After being tormented for several hours, his drunkenness had long since faded.
Now, he was acutely aware of just how strong Leng Zimo was; this man was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested.
Twenty years? Even ten years would ruin him completely.
"Xiao Qian, please don't do this. I know you hate me; I deserve to die. But if I go to prison, my mom will surely be devastated when she hears about it. You know her health isn't good. I deserve to die, but she's done nothing wrong..."
"Enough!"
Luo Xiaoqian whispered these two words and turned to walk out the door.
She didn't want to hear another word from him, nor did she want to spare him another glance.
"Young Master Leng?"
Several people nearby looked at Leng Zimo with some difficulty.
