"Don't waste words. Kill or slash me as you please. I have only one request, let my father go. He has no presence in the Song Family and has nothing to do with the assassination attempt on Su Wanqiao. He is innocent." Song Jianjia's face was deathly white as she spoke, her neck gripped tightly.
"Please, don't kill my daughter!" Her father, Song Yegou, terrified, knelt down and pleaded repeatedly.
Lin Shuang's gaze was icy as he stared at Song Jianjia.
After a long time, he finally released his grip.
In the end, Lin Shuang chose to spare her.
"The Song Family is finished; withdraw," Lin Shuang turned and ordered the Netherworld Army behind him.
Behind him, Cecilia boarded the fighter jets with a group of the Netherworld Army and they soared into the sky together.
On the coastline, the ships of the Netherworld Army also slowly departed from the southern coast.
"Why didn't you kill me?" Song Jianjia's beautiful eyes looked at him with complexity.
