"Huh..." Su Ziqin bitterly laughed, "Heh heh..."
"Hey..." Qin Chuan cooperated with a smile, "Hehe..."
Su Ziqin, annoyed, rubbed his temples, "Brother-in-law, can we change the request?"
"You ask me to ascend a mountain of knives or plunge into a sea of flames, and I guarantee there won't be a single complaint, but you ask me to beg my sister?"
Qin Chuan replied leisurely, "Is your sister scarier than a mountain of knives or a sea of flames?"
"Hiss..." Su Ziqin took a deep breath, said in utter despair, "That's the fierce mother tiger—my entire childhood was lived in her shadow. Or rather..."
Halfway through his speech, he pulled out a dagger with a face full of sorrow, "Take this knife, stab me fiercely, and when you've vented enough, then stop. If I frown, I'm no man!"
Rather take a knife than beg his older sister, this...
