Ling Chuan held her tightly, "An Ziqing, I'm telling you, as long as I, Ling Chuan, am here, let's see which dog dares to harm you!"
Ling Chuan raised his hand.
A few people walked out from behind.
It was the butler.
He was holding a blond man, it was Yin Nuo.
Yin Nuo was covered in wounds, his face was bloody, and his eyes were half-closed, unable to open.
The butler's gun was pressed against Yin Nuo.
"Jia Luo, don't you like playing with stakes? Well, let's play! Do you still want this dog life?!" Ling Chuan asked with a cold smile.
Yin Nuo opened his eyes and saw Jia Luo's missing hand, anxiously trying to come over, "Luo!"
Jia Luo looked at him indifferently, "His life in exchange for so many lives here, do you think this deal is worth it?"
Yin Nuo was stunned, looking at Jia Luo in disbelief.
Ling Chuan didn't seem surprised at all, "Right! It's really not worth it! Just a dog of yours! How can it compare with our lives! Then bring out another one!"
