"I seem to have warned you before."
Only after everyone else had apologized did Lin Mu look at Qiao Tianhao, his face an emotionless mask.
Qiao Tianhao knelt on the ground, saying nothing. But everyone could see that the richest man in River City was afraid.
"Your son deserved to die. You could have sought revenge against me," Lin Mu's voice carried a hint of icy murderous intent. "But I told you, do not touch my woman!"
"Qiao Tianhao, tell me, how do you want to die?"
How to die?
Everyone's eyes widened, staring at Lin Mu in disbelief. Was he really going to kill Qiao Tianhao? This was the richest man in River City! If he was killed, could Lin Mu possibly survive?
Yet, seeing the massive crowd kneeling before him, no one dared to speak.
"I... do not regret it!" Qiao Tianhao clenched his teeth, a hoarse voice escaping his lips. "My son is dead, and not even a complete corpse was left behind. I have failed as a father."
