"What's there to be afraid of, Mr. Qin? These people are just a little seriously injured. They're still panting, and you're already so frightened? Aren't you too timid?"
One of the couriers raised the brim of his hat. Who else could it be but Cheng Lin, who was Yin Jiujin's subordinate?
Still panting?
They were already all like that!
It was not even an exaggeration to describe it as a "bloody mess"!
They knew that the second son of the Yin Family was ruthless, but they didn't expect him to be so ruthless!
Suppressing his disgust and fear, Qin Chongwen said, "I was wondering who it was. So it's Cheng Lin, the subordinate of the Yin Family's second son. What does your master mean by this?"
"It seems like Mr. Qin doesn't know yet. Since you don't know, why don't you ask your wife and daughter?"
