"If you say no, Wu Sheng, I will hold you responsible."
The moment Wu Sheng finished speaking, Ge Ba quickly interjected.
"Leave her, Wu Sheng." Ge Ba stared straight at Wu Sheng and repeated himself.
"Leave her, Wu Sheng."
"If you don't leave her, while you're locked up, I will go after her again."
When Wu Sheng heard that last sentence, he couldn't suppress the fury in his eyes.
"Ge Ba!"
Ge Ba shot to his feet and turned his back on Wu Sheng. "I'll give you three days. Think it over."
He didn't want to look into Wu Sheng's eyes. He didn't have to; he could already feel the anger and killing intent in them.
He didn't want to see it. He squeezed his eyes shut, tuned out the world, and strode away.
Wu Sheng watched Ge Ba's retreating back. Once the anger subsided, he sank helplessly into his chair.
Ge Ba hadn't voiced his intentions, but Wu Sheng understood.
'Who would have thought he harbored such feelings?'
'Such feelings…'
