"Lu Tianxing, is he... is he alright?"
Bai Zhiqing looked at Bai Shan, whose cheek was swollen high, resembling a pig's head, and a trace of concern crossed her face. No matter how detestable Bai Shan was, he was still her father, and blood was thicker than water. Such familial connections were impossible to sever.
Lu Tianxing glanced at Bai Zhiqing and let out a deep sigh. If it were him, someone like Bai Shan would either be beaten to death or be so frightened that he'd stay far away upon seeing him.
Unfortunately, aside from a marriage contract, there was no other relationship between him and Bai Zhiqing. Even if he spoke out, Bai Zhiqing might not listen to him.
Lu Tianxing stood up and walked over to Bai Shan, lifting him up effortlessly and grabbing another man in his hand, then headed toward the door.
"Lu Tianxing, what do you think you're doing? You can't kill them," Bai Zhiqing quickly said.
