Song Jialun's POV
I wasn't surprised when Lady Cai Lin knew martial arts because I noticed that from the very beginning.
I still remember how she shared that dried meat, and it lifted my mood that day. I raised my fist and strongly punched him.
"Wait a moment, both of you," Father says.
Su Ming Xi and I stopped and stepped back. We look at the beaten face of this man.
My father stands in front of him. His face was bleeding after Su Ming Xi punched him several times in that area.
"If I were you, speak already. They are serious about cutting your limbs slowly, young man. My child was known for his expertise in torturing enemies," Father says, halting.
"What you experienced is not even close to what he can do. So speak now or else, you'll be doomed. Believe me," he added.
He was gasping badly. I take a deep breath and smirk devilishly when he looks at me in the eyes.
