Hei Qi pressed his black blade against Jin Buhuan’s neck. “Bring me to Han Wu!”0

If Jin Buhuan remained silent, his head would roll in the next instant. He had no choice. “I will take you to him!”0

Jin Buhuan stood up and glanced toward a corner of the street. Jin Tuantuan was trying to run to him, but Sun Qingnian held her back safely. Relief settled in his chest. There were only two things he cared about in life: his family’s prosperity and Jin Tuantuan’s happiness.0

At present, the state of his family remained unknown, but at least he had found a good son-in-law. If even he, the powerful...0