Ya Shitian grasped his neck, lifting him up, his sinister eyes wishing they could kill him on the spot.
Lan Bai did not resist, and although it was hard to breathe, his expression remained calm.
"Enough," the Young Master said indifferently, "Do you really intend to kill him? This is all White Wolf's conspiracy, meant to have us kill each other."
With a cold expression, Ya Shitian let go of Lan Bai and turned to leave—
Sitting in the car, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes roiling with intense emotions.
He had wronged Ye Anqi and even hurt her!
Thinking about the harm he had caused her made his heart feel like it was pierced by a million steel needles.
He truly deserved to die!
Why did he treat her that way, why didn't he give her a chance to explain?
Ya Shitian's face was grim, and his eyes flickered as he hurriedly took out his phone and dialed Mo Shisan's number.
"Hello, Young Master."
"Take good care of Ye Anqi for me, I'm coming over immediately!"
