Lin Huan hurriedly caught the box containing Tangtang's finger, holding it stiffly in his hands, "Enough talk, release Lin Xintang, and I'll let you go."
Lin Gang, who had been resolute just a second ago, was now easily spared over a single finger.
The atmosphere was tense and chilly among those present.
"No, no, no, considering Lin Xintang's background, she is worth much more." Lin Gang's bloodshot eye glared menacingly at Zhang Shuying, "You Zhang dog, remove the gu from my body."
I narrowed my eyes, carefully digesting Lin Gang's words.
Lin Gang's statement was loaded with hidden meanings; without spelling it out, he alluded to Lin Xintang's identity.
Lin Huan had said that Qing Li was the lifeblood of the Lin Family, hence as Qing Li's daughter, although of uncertain paternity, Xintang's safety was paramount to the Lin Family.
