Ye Tian took a step forward and simultaneously, a knife appeared in his hand—a sharp double-edged dagger previously strapped to his shin—now positioned at the major artery on Liu Ling's neck. "Give me the antidote, and I won't kill you."
His voice trembled slightly, a result of forcibly suppressing his anger.
A cold smirk formed at the corner of Liu Ling's mouth, then she closed her eyes.
This merciless woman!
The pressure Ye Tian applied with the dagger increased, the red mark on the skin growing more pronounced. Xu Qingyang stepped forward, grasping Ye Tian's hand, his eyes pleading, "Mr. Ye, she had no choice either. Which girl would willingly let her father's killer live in this world? Besides, she hasn't made a move against you, give her a chance. Didn't you spare Big Bull's brother too? She's just a girl, let her go this time."
"Qingyang, this... this is a different matter."
