He sighed softly, "Xiaoqiao, I really don't want to hurt you."
Such words were indeed laughable.
Yet as she tugged at her lips, she couldn't summon a smile.
Don't want to hurt me?
Gu Nanqiao picked up her glass and took a sip of the bitter liquid, "Not wanting to hurt me, coming from Fourth Master Huo's mouth, I really find that hard to believe."
"Regardless, Huo Jingting is someone I've known for twenty-one years, and you..." She shook her head as she spoke, "To me, you amount to nothing. If I had to make a choice based on just one of your words, that would just show how little integrity I have."
The man's face and gaze gradually turned colder as he slowly asked, "The underworld isn't like your business world; we deal with real bullets. When marked by enemies, who knows if you'll lose your life just walking down the street one day. Aren't you afraid?"
"Of course, I'm afraid. Who isn't afraid of dying?" Gu Nanqiao spread a thin smile, she moved back and slowly stood up.
