"What? Bastard!"
"Yeah! Now that the old man is dead, you can say whatever you want!"
"You? Save someone?"
People all around looked down on Xiaobao with disdain upon hearing his words.
"Wait, Xiaobao, what did you say?"
Cui Ruolan, with her keen senses, detected the loopholes in Li Xiaobao's words, or rather the subtle implication – could he really bring the old man back?
Li Xiaobao looked at Cui Ruolan but didn't speak. Instead, he turned his cold gaze toward Cui Qihua and snorted, "Your worthless son has tested my limits time and again. All I did was give him a tiny bit of punishment. If you insist on testing my limits as well, I doubt your fate will be any better than your son's!"
"Really? Kid, you're full of it, but no matter what you say, you're not leaving the Cui Family's premises today! Get him!" Cui Qihua ordered the two black-clad bodyguards.
"Xiaobao, can you really...?"
"I'll take care of these two pieces of trash first, then we'll talk!"