Although they were Tang Qingyun's guards, they had danced on Death's scythe before. They could clearly perceive the terrifying murderous intent emanating from Lu Tianxing, as if a massive boulder was pressing down on their hearts, making their breathing somewhat rapid.
"Mr. Lu, please don't act recklessly. Don't you want your woman's life?" The man, though filled with fear internally, forced himself to look at Lu Tianxing calmly and said.
Lu Tianxing sneered and ignored the man, taking a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it, and taking a deep drag before speaking disdainfully, "Of course I want my woman's life, but I want all of you dead even more."
Murderous intent filled Lu Tianxing's tone. He knew very well that whatever pill Tang Qingyun had prepared for him, if he truly swallowed it, he'd be trapped in a crisis. Forget about rescuing Bai Zhiqing; he'd become a pawn in Tang Qingyun's hand.
