Li Xuanji lay in a pool of blood, gave a bitter smile: "No, that's why I'm begging you. Haha, what goes around comes around, I never thought I'd see such a day. Alas, no matter how formidable one is, they shouldn't push things to extremes."
"Speak, what's the matter." Liu Yichen put down the stainless steel broom handle, appearing somewhat impatient: "Hurry up, I'll give you one minute."
"I have a daughter studying at British Cambridge, please take care of her for me." Li Xuanji smiled: "That's the only thing, nothing else."
"Are you out of your mind, are all of you out of your minds?" Liu Yichen looked up at the ceiling at a forty-degree angle: "What kind of problem do you have that you'd ask your sworn enemy to take care of your daughter? Aren't you afraid I'll first torture them before killing them!"
"We?" Li Xuanji didn't understand what Liu Yichen meant, he was just himself, how did it become 'they'? Could it be someone else did the same?
