"Threatening me?"
Situ Hao suddenly reached up to grasp Bai Xiaolian's neck. She was forced to tilt her head back and look at him, struggling to breathe.
"Do you know why I let you go all those years ago?"
"Situ Hao, are you out of your mind? Let Xiaolian go now."
Luo Qianxun didn't have the hesitations of fear and hurriedly tried to pull Situ Hao's hand away.
Situ Hao casually pushed Bai Xiaolian aside and sneered, "If it wasn't for the fact that you're Qianxun's only friend, I would have ended you years ago."
Bai Xiaolian, holding her neck, coughed violently. The feeling of suffocation tormented her.
"Xiaolian, are you okay?"
Luo Qianxun looked at Bai Xiaolian worriedly, but Xiaolian shook her head, saying, "I'm okay."
Situ Hao obviously hadn't intended to kill her, or else he wouldn't have shown mercy.
"Situ Hao, I beg you. Pretend you've never met me in your life."