The dagger was neither long nor short, fitting exquisitely in Yu Sen's hand, with two slender blood grooves running along its blade.
"Lin Hao, you're going to die!"
Yu Sen's eyes were filled with ferocity, and with a powerful thrust from his legs, he stood up from the ground, mustering a shocking burst of strength at that moment and, with an angry roar, charged at Lin Hao.
The dagger in his hand was aimed at Lin Hao's head.
"Sen!"
"Don't!"
Yu Sen's parents were horrified; his father lunged to grab him.
But alas, everything happened too rapidly, and by the time they reacted, Yu Sen had already charged forward, leaving them no chance to stop him.
"Worthless grandchild!"
Yu Shilong's face dramatically changed, contorting with extreme ugliness.
Stupid fuck, stupid fuck, can a mere dagger really hurt Lin Hao?
He desperately wanted to slap sense into this idiotic grandson and wake him up.
But sadly, it was already too late.
