"At the time, Uncle was just muddle-headed for a moment."
"Uncle swore that from now on, I will turn over a new leaf, start anew, and take good care of Yiyi."
Lin Chang's face was ashen. He knew Qin Feiyang intended to kill him.
"Don't you dare mention Yiyi in front of me. From the moment you joined the Blood Slaughter Palace, you forfeited your right to be her father."
"I've spared you many times. This time, I won't let you go."
Qin Feiyang shook his head.
Lin Chang roared, "If you kill me, Yiyi will hate you!"
Qin Feiyang pointed a finger.
A patch of ice crystals materialized on his forefinger.
Lin Chang's forehead instantly split open, blood gushing out.
His eyes filled with unwillingness, he collapsed, blood splattering on the spot.
"I'd rather Yiyi hate me than continue to watch you use her and hurt her," Qin Feiyang murmured, his gaze calming. He said to Fatty, "Give him a proper burial."
"Boss, you're too kind-hearted."
