"Heh, you should know very well who started the trouble first."
Step, step, step—
The sound of footsteps echoed, each one seeming to stomp on their hearts.
"What, what do you want to do?!"
Su Han was sweating profusely, and although he was somewhat panicked inside, he still tried to feign calm.
Ning Fan's indifferent gaze swept over everyone, and then he suddenly reached out, drawing Su Qili to him with a surge of Spiritual Power.
"Was it you who asked the people from the Martial Alliance to come after me?"
Su Qili was almost scared to pee, her heavily made-up face now a smeared mess, with snot and tears streaming down.
"Don't, don't kill me, I know I was wrong... please, please don't kill me..."
Ning Fan stared at her coldly for a long moment before suddenly releasing her and turning to look at the Su Family members.
"For Miss Su's sake, I won't kill you, but this is your last chance."