Lu Jinwen Pressed the Gun against His Forehead
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Lin Xuanji stopped in her tracks and looked back. There was a gun in Lu Jinwen's hand and the muzzle was pressed against Old Master Lin's forehead.
Lin Xuanji's eyes narrowed and even her voice had instantly become cold. "Lu Jinwen, you are insane!"
Lu Jinwen stood by Old Master Lin's side and held the gun with one hand. He gazed deeply and intensely at Lin Xuanji with bloodshot eyes. "Xuanji, don't go, if not I will blow this old man's brains out!"
The cold muzzle was pressed against Old Master Lin's head and he was so scared his entire body was trembling. "Lu Jinwen, have you forgotten? If you dare to kill me, your son will be dead!"
"Lu Jinwen!" Lin Xuanji shrieked.
Lu Jinwen gradually curved his thin lips. "Xuanji, I can't let you go because I know that if you go, you will never return. Haven't I said this before? I only care about our son because you gave birth to him. If you leave me, why would I still want him?"