"This..."
Lin Zifeng just wanted to refuse this ridiculous request, but a sharp pain hit his chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot. He helplessly watched Liu Jiuhuang's figure as she left, her plan having succeeded...
"Uncle~" Liu Tangtang quickly ran to Lin Zifeng's side, hugging his body, her tears already swirling in her eyes...
"I'm fine, I won't die." Lin Zifeng's face was pale, and he let out a pained laugh. Then he reached out to touch her pale little face and said with a bitter smile, "Uncle won't die. Why are you crying? If you cry your eyes out, you won't look pretty."
"But Uncle, there's so much blood flowing from your chest. Tangtang is scared, Tangtang is scared of losing Uncle~" At this moment, Tangtang looked as aggrieved as a three-year-old child. She had just witnessed her mother severely injuring her most beloved uncle, almost killing him.
