Ever since Bai Tong had encountered Su Xiaoyue at the Green Water Villa, his father had never explicitly stated how to deal with Su Xiaoyue.
"Did you deliver the message I asked you to take to her?" Bai Zhenhong asked in a deep voice, father and son apart in two spaces. Bai Tong couldn't see Bai Zhenhong's expression at the moment. The murderous intent in Bai Zhenhong's eyes, etched on his face, was palpable. Yet, during the call, he did not let the murderous intent seep into his words.
"I did."
"Then that's settled, she will come to me on her own."
After finishing, Bai Zhenhong hung up the phone.
Bai Tong, who had gone to his father to report, felt his heart suspended once again upon hearing his father's words, worried about Su Xiaoyue.
He was a contradiction, both ruthless towards Su Xiaoyue and wanting to protect her in his embrace.