"Then I'll have to trouble Qing'er to send me off."
With Luan Hong as a hostage, Chu Jingfeng resumed his glib tone and even called Su Qing by a nickname like Ji Shuisheng.
Ji Shuisheng flew into a rage and pulled out the waist knife of the guard beside him, wanting to chop Chu Jingfeng off. Was Qing'er's name something he could call out?
"Don't come over. If you come over, I'll strangle her. At that time, Qing'er will hate you for killing her cousin."
Chu Jingfeng was fearless and was not afraid of Ji Shuisheng at all. He exerted a little strength in his hand, and Luan Hong's face turned red from the pinch. She let out a painful cry.
"Shuisheng, why use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?"
Su Qing's indifferent sentence made Chu Jingfeng's heart jump to his throat. Luan Hong was only her cousin. What if she did not care about Luan Hong's life or death?
However, Su Qing's following words gave him some reassurance!
