"hehe……"

Zhao Lai suddenly laughed, but it touched the wound on his body again, and his whole body was thrusting in pain.

"Young Master...you dare not kill my mother..."

"Is that true?" Ding Ziling's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Because... Once my mother dies, you won't be able to see your things again..."

"Zhao Lai, are you threatening me?!"

Ding Ziling suddenly pinched Zhao Lai's throat with one hand and smiled sinisterly.

"Do you know, if I kill you, it's as simple as killing an ant..."

"I know……"

Zhao Lai did not struggle at all, but just stared at Ding Ziling fiercely.

"But you dare not..."

"Yeah?"

Ding Ziling's eyes suddenly appeared cruelly, and his fingertips suddenly exerted force.

"Well……"

A "gurgling" sound came from his throat, just like a wind-leading bellows, wailing in a burst of crying.

Zhao Lai's legs began to straighten and his eyes turned pale, but he had no intention of struggling to turn his hands.

He seemed to be waiting for Ding Ziling to kill him.

Ding Ziling's facial features were a bit ferocious and distorted: "You are really not afraid of death..."

Suddenly he let go, he threw Zhao Lai away.

"Okay... OK!! If you want to die, I will not let you die..."

With a gloomy smile, he slowly stood up.

"You have died just now before you meet my old mother. Don't you seem too inhumane to me? Don't you worry... I will definitely let your mother watch you go on the road with your own eyes!"

Zhao Lai paused: "What are you...what are you going to do?"

"do what??"

Ding Ziling bowed slightly, and paused every word.

"Let your mother... watch you go on the road..."

"you……"

Zhao Lai became angry and grabbed Ding Ziling's ankle with one hand.

"Ding Ziling, if you want to kill and cut, just come to me alone... don't touch my mother?"

"hehe……"

Ding Ziling sneered freely, kicked Ding Ziling out in an instant, and picked her lips coldly.

"Zhao Lai, I don't want to touch your mother either. Who doesn't have a mother? But it's useless to touch you... You bit your teeth to death and just don't speak. What can I do?! So... I think I can only take a different approach and find another way..."

"No...can't touch my mother!! She is old, if..."

Not to mention his mother, even if she saw his injuries, she would not be able to bear it!

"Can't move? Zhao Lai, if you can't move, I will not move??"

Ding Ziling slowly turned around and walked towards the door.

"But the young master asked you to hand over the things, why don't you hand over? You are unkind first, are you still blamed for being unrighteous?!"

Looking at his back, Zhao Lai's hand instinctively stretched out, as if he wanted to recall him.

However, in the end, he slowly clenched into a fist and hit the ground hard as Ding Ziling was about to step out of the door.

"Okay...I'll say..."

Ding Ziling's steps suddenly stopped, but did not turn around. He just turned his head slightly and looked at it with the light from the corner of his eyes.

"What? I want to say now?"

"I said...things...things are in the hands of the deputy hall master..."

Ding Ziling's pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned around and shouted: "What did you say?"

Zhao Lai gasped and slowly raised his head: "Do you think... the deputy hall master... why did he save me... and why... let me go... it's because... he got what he wanted, so, ahem..."

With a burst of violent coughing, Zhao Lai seemed to have used all his strength and lay down panting.
Chapter completed!