Gao Xufan wanted to blow this man's head apart.
But the image of his daughter, clutching onto him, crying, and the thought of his wife, who might still be alive. Stopped him.
The rage shattered instantly. Leaving behind only fear.
Without hesitation, Gao Xufan dropped to his knees.
His body hit the ground with a dull thud.
He lowered his head completely, pressing it against the floor.
"Mr Ye…" His voice broke.
"What do you want from me… just say it…"
His fingers clenched tightly against the ground.
"But please… please don't hurt my wife… don't hurt my daughter…"
The man who once stood at the top of Jiangnan's political power—
Today, he kneeled to a criminal. All to beg for the lives of his family.
Ye Chen looked down at him.
For a brief moment, he said nothing.
Then, he laughed softly.
"Wow… easy there."
He waved his hand lightly, as if trying to calm him down.
"You're making me sound like some kind of villain."
His tone was almost playful.
