Watching Yue Tingting's pale face and terrified eyes, Lu Tianxing closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the violence welling up inside him. Lu Tianxing knew very well that he could not kill Director Ma in front of Yue Tingting, but in his heart, Lu Tianxing had already marked Director Ma for certain death.
When someone does something wrong, they must pay the price. The saying "Lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha" seemed like nonsense to Lu Tianxing—could a man who has murdered countless and whose hands are stained with blood be forgiven just because he stops killing? How could the countless wronged souls rest in peace?
Although in his heart he had consigned Director Ma to certain death, Lu Tianxing's face showed no sign, just a cold look as he said, "Remember, don't bother Tingting again, or else you'd better prepare your own coffin!"
