“Qin Wentian, not only are you a heaven-born trash, your conduct is questionable too – to think that you have designs on my little daughter. You tell me, how should I deal with you?”
The current Bai Qingsong felt like a complete stranger to Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian only response was to laugh, as the last hope in his heart flickered out. Looking at Bai Qingsong, he asked :”I only want to know, regarding this, what was Autumn Snow’s reaction?”
“You have no need to know.” Bai Qingsong coldly replied, as killing intent began emitting from him.
“Today, if I were to die in the Bai Clan, no matter what the reason was, I dare to guarantee this. My foster father would surely lead his army and trample the Bai’s residence into a flatground.” Qin Wentian unexpectedly stated, with no fear in his eyes. In that instant, the previously gentle looking countenance of Qin Wentian, underwent a swift transformation into an expression exhibiting a steel-like determination.