She hadn't expected him to say that, feeling a sense of awkwardness at having her secret exposed, and reflexively retorted, "I didn't."
Su Jinnian merely glanced at her: "You'd better not have. Move out as soon as possible, or I'll educate you and him with the reality of blood."
What reality of blood?
Su Xingyu's heart skipped a beat, startled by the murderous intent in his words. The teenager in the white shirt mentioned "blood" as casually as if discussing the weather, indifferent, as if crushing a tiny ant.
She knew it was impossible. An entity like the Blade Group wasn't something a tiny ant could compare to. The boy, be it concerning Blade, Lu Shifeng, or Lu Shifeng's woman, trying anything against him was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. Yet, somehow, his voice carried a kind of composure as if he was in control of everything, making her heart tremble like thin ice.
She looked at her brother, nervously saying, "Don't act recklessly, don't do anything illegal."
